In this, the final week of the year, Singapore-based Eunoia Review haspublished two of my short stories: Game Night and When the Typhoon Came. But what the stories themselves are based upon back further than 2017, back before I moved to Majuro atoll, before my years in Belfast, before China, to my years in Japan. 2004 to 2006.There are feelings I have from that era of my life that are more immediate than those from any other set of years. And yet that time feels more unreachable and distant than a decade and change can justify. It has felt that way since mere months after I left. Trauma will cleave.
Erringnesses in Perfection Class (Finnegans Wake 279.n1)
