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Yelena Akhtiorskaya

28 June 2013

The truth, of course, is that bird watching requires a willed deafness to the inherent tragedy—that bird is good in theory, not practice. It is a vulgar hobby. You must deceive yourself continually. You will never be a bird. You won’t live in the treetops or soar over cliffs or be a graceful message from the gods. Nor will you ever decode that message. It will remain locked and you will go about trying to unlock it in the most superficial ways. More…

3 December 2010

Zina had been hearing about Cowboy for months, ever since befriending Marina, who gave herself manicures in the lifeguard chair. Unconvincing not only as a lifeguard but as someone who’d consider dipping a toe in the water. Probably hadn’t swum a day in her life. Undoubtedly Yuri’s mistress. The utter disregard for disguise impressed Zina wildly. Friendship sprung from there. More…

26 November 2010

She wanted something different. Her mother, Eva, came up with the idea. They wrote to Abram Katz in California, asking him to send a wedding dress—nothing too fancy, but different, preferably blue. They’d housed him, fed him, and so felt only a tinge of guilt at the request. They waited. No reply. We got married in late November, having miscalculated when the leaves change. More…