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330 pages, Paperback
First published October 21, 2025
We pull his skin taut over a frame of bones, scape off the pulp of his fat, and dry it in the cold sun. When the snows come, we stretch it over the ceiling, we hang it from the doorways, we throw it over the beds and pillows and curl in its warmth.
There has always been a sparrow inside me. At first it was just an egg, something I felt in my belly before I even had the words for it. I remember asking my mother about it, the way she hugged me and said, it's nothing, trust me, try to ignore it and it'll go away...
I should have known something was strange because the repairman came after dark. He wore a mask out of respect, but beneath the coated plasticine I could sense the softness of his form. To think, a biological in my home. I would have to be sure to book a scrubbing service to remove the detritus after he was gone.The unstable world-building just continues, and we're offered a stream of fascinating, mercurial and uncomfortable ideas, no explanations. I plan to check out Ha's collection soon.