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JANE ZWART IF ANY There are liars and then there are literalists. Mostly, the fibbbers fudge numbers: drinks in a week, days of feeling lachrymose, days of feeling reckless, days of feeling stressed. If any. A literalist, of course, can skate right through that brand of reckoning. For them, the stickler is Pre-existing Conditions— the girl with a galloping heart who has never seen a doctor: she writes Whatever I’m here for; the philosopher who answers for his newborn: he’s on Plotinus when a nurse wrests the form away Show me the history, if any, not set in a fragile empire. If any is not about dying, write me that one without embellishments and without rounding down. |