My Father and the Dragon King
Myths were—are—created to explain the unknown, like natural disasters, like death, like the unknowable bodies of water.
uses mythical and legendary monsters from East Asian traditions as a lens to interrogate our fears.
If you behave, nothing bad will happen. If you are good, then—
For my father, Charlie Ching-Guo Lin (1961-2018)
Jami is the recipient of a 2016 Creative Artists Fellowship from the Japan-US Friendship Commission and the National Endowment of the Arts and a 2015 Walter Dean Myers Award from We Need Diverse Books.
Her pieces have appeared in Electric Literature, Library Journal, PANK, Passages North, the Baltimore Review, Bat City Review, and the anthology What God is Honored Here (U. Minn Press), among other publications. She is working on a speculative memoir.
Check out her work at www.jaminakamuralin.com or www.rokurokubi.org (a collaboration with her sister, visual artist Cori Lin). Twitter: @jaminlin, Instagram: @jami_lin
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