Yang Xiaobin

Jul 11, 2023 | thebaffler.com | Brandon Shimoda |Yang Xiaobin |Séamus Malekafzali |Arielle Isack

I saw the javelina from afar It looked familiar like a neighbor at the edge of the grass, framed by the grass and several barrels of patriotic flowers The javelina’s front leg was wounded It hobbled where it was invited by the shadows to die or await the feral weathervane All mammals grieve, but lack the muscles the tenderness of the inhuman Some people let whichever organism is least apprehensible in its simplicity fall over turn into broth Some people stand where the wounded stood with a...