The coffin fell apart.
There was the sound of decayed wood crumbling, and a cloud of smoke surged out, like water vapour from a hot steamer.

Yan Lianke / Carlos Rojas

年月日

Publications

年月日

Henan Arts and Literature Publishing House, (Mainland China)

June 2014

Contents:

耙耧山脉
黄金洞
年月日
耙耧天歌
朝着东南走
小村与乌鸦
黑猪毛 白猪毛