Absurdist tales. The best I've read in a long time. A baby peeled off its skin. Octopus nipples. A popcorn horror story of a marriage that sinks in fat. Velcro vaginas during sandstorms. An avocado having an abortion. Do I need to go on? I never dreamed that anyone could outdo Daniil Kharms, the absurdist idol of my childhood. Well, Vi Khi Nao did, and with the female eroticism and horror, for once. A delight to buy and read and reread and savor (and then abort those seed babies from avocados).