by Star Su Patrick Bellot Apo always said to never laugh and eat fish at the same time. If you swallowed the bones, they could kill you. We nodded and moved our mouths like grasshoppers: delicate, leaving nothing behind but translucence. After dinner, we divided the skeletons equally between cousins, made a contest of folding the spires and beams into new creatures. If the bones had a disagreeable vertex, we softened them with our spit. When they hooked onto our tongues, we l