“You got your chocolate in my peanut butter”
“You got peanut butter on my chocolate”
Way way back a week or so ago, I was aware of Rachel Kushner in a Flame Throwers way, as well as some of her short stories. and I was aware of William Eggleston in a Memphis tricycle way. But reading this New Yorker fiction was a peanut-butter-cup-combo for me.
I see an old picture frame and I want to paint it black. Tearing this page out of the New Yorker is as close as I’ll ever get to an Eggleston.
Kushner ties in the photo in more ways than one. She talks about the story too, bringing a few more layers to it.
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