Curse of the Last Illiterate
We didn’t know how to read the words. It started with ‘inchoate’ and ‘grotesque,’ and spread to ‘brain’ and ‘rain’ and ‘love.’
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Mehdi M. Kashani lives and writes in Toronto, Canada. Recently, one of his short stories was selected as a finalist for the Tennessee Williams Fiction Contest. His fiction and nonfiction can be found in Passages North, The Malahat Review, Portland Review, carte blanche and The Los Angeles Review, among others. He has work forthcoming in The Rumpus and The Walrus. Follow him on Twitter at @mehdimk
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