/lit/ - Literature

>>7249829
She's a writer. Google her. Post her in every thread.

I post this one every thread it infuriates me so much.

The kicker? She's a writer. Here's a sample:

When I was a boy, I looked after my father. I cleaned up after him when he ate, picking up his crumbs and holding them in my tiny fists, waiting for him to sleep before depositing them in the trash. I followed him everywhere like we were bound by a leash. When he had trouble shitting, I stuck my fingers up his ass and searched for the hard stools that gave him trouble, plucking them out, one by one. I sprinkled baby powder on his hairline and mixed infant formula for him every morning because he had read in the paper that using products for babies made one youthful. I carried rolled-up carpets when he went outside for his afternoon constitutional and laid them over muddy patches he couldn’t avoid.

http://alteredscale.com/galleries-alteredscale-3/jenny-zhang/

She said it herself:
"I like writing sentences that yawn with the utter boredom of pretension, pomp, and waste"

A "poem" by her:

on my baby first birthday I drank goo goo water
my parents ate Mongolian beef
I had chicken with broccoli
my little brother had nine more years
to be born
in those nine years he swam in egg drop soup & went
goo goo to the whales who were goo goo to the krill
who were goo goo to the sea urchins who were goo goo
to the goo that live underwater like me
like me they don’t swim
like me they don’t swallow semen
if semen gets in their mouth
they just goo goo it onto another sick fuck
which is not as sad as not being who you say you are
which is not as sad as not being who you want to be
which is not as sad as not being who you could be
which is not as sad as not being who you should have been
I should have been born with big fat cunt lips for lips
I should have been born with a skinny regular cunt for a cunt
had I been then my ‘lil cunt could have given farewell speeches
at the end of great moments like this moment
when my mother said she was happy she gave birth to me
& I said I was too & she knelt down by my cunt lips
& kissed the very mouth that said what had to be said