Breathing Fee by Tanya Ko Hong
Apr05

Breathing Fee by Tanya Ko Hong

    “Breathing Fee,” by Tanya Ko Hong   Talk about the wood stacked high in the living room and what it costs to breathe in my home— raw wood, oak so long and thick— like a dead elephant stretched wall to wall. He said to acclimate takes time and more money—heartwood slow to open, to breathe— one week became a month and more. I couldn’t breathe just looking at the pile of planks— unusable, forlorn— it had to...

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