Kanak Kapur is a writer from Dubai and Los Angeles. Her work has previously appeared online at Black Warrior Review and is forthcoming from CodeLit. She is currently an MFA candidate in fiction at Vanderbilt University.
The salad was plump, squealing things I couldn’t understand. I remembered feeling a deep sadness that everything in the world wasn’t painted green, the best color. I hungered for green. The gift of sunlight flecked on leaves, the pale chartreuse of American money.