Ottessa Moshfegh’s first two books are, as she tells me, very different from one another. But despite the contrast...
siphoning habitual catalogue of the day, intro ft. blossom fallen from a gated property and crisping on the...
Always got caught out by their shadows: Stuck to their soles like monkeys on trapezes, Cellophane fortune tellers curling...
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