Davis is known for her brevity—many of her stories are single lines, most span no more than a page or two. This collection is chimerical: critical and flippant, funny and devastating, calming and maddening. Several tiny, seemingly tossed-off stories coalesce, while a few longer works pace in circles. There’s a good deal of grief in these pages, which the title and cover—economic as always—playfully deny.
It is right that the murder of many people be mourned and lamented.
Even the best weapon is an unhappy tool.
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Five principles for embracing uncertainty.
Where to give all your precious fucks.
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