story: A Bowl of the Real Thing
author: Eugenia Chao
year: 2006
where: home, pacing in the living room
note: This story comes from the Painted Bride Quarterly vault (published the year I entered college–long before I was on the PBQ Editorial Board).
a line: “The house we approached, which belonged to Wan Jen’s father, looked like it had been split in half and the other half had run away.”
samantha Neugebauer 