To Tell a Story Is to Tell It Again, to Carry Another Time
Regret, I was once told, means to weep again. My first thought, when I heard this: That’s what it is to tell a story.
No-No BoynoWill you renounce Japanese citizenship?Will you fight for America?yes yes
noyes-yes
is
after
speak
Regretto weep againThat’s what it is to tell a story.
alone
No-No Boy no
shared
had
yes-yes no-no
Unbearable Splendor
Unbearable Splendor
againagain
togetherA Tale for the Time Being
Matthew Salesses is the author of The Sense of Wonder, national bestseller Craft in the Real World, the 2021 finalist for the PEN/Faulkner Award for Fiction Disappear Doppelgänger Disappear, and two other novels. Adopted from Korea, he has written about adoption, race, and Asian American masculinity in The Best American Essays 2020, NPR’s Code Switch, the New York Times blog Motherlode, and The Guardian, among other media outlets. BuzzFeed has named him one of 32 Essential Asian American Writers. He lives in New York City, where he is an Assistant Professor of Writing at Columbia University.
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