So Much Smoke
The narrative form of short fiction often ends with an unexpected unveiling. The same form, but suddenly standing before you nude. In this way short fiction is similar to another minimalist form, haiku. Many haiku, like cherry trees shedding their blossoms--one by one--expose a sadness at the heart of ephemerality. Much of Felix's stripped-down prose bares similarly poignant modes of being. You'll be hard pressed to find another writer who pulls it off with such silken abandon.
James N. Powell
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