What if the antagonistic aspects of the massage practice—the therapeutic and the erotic—were seen as inseparable?
American essayist and novelist based in China since 1994. Writing philosophy: downmarket, big concept, provocative, discriminating, outrageous. Ballard, Beckett, Borges, Dick, Kafka, Hesse, Melville, Mishima, Sade are influences.
There is no such thing as strictly nonsexual massage: massage is always already erotic.
Crucially, she has the “touch.” Love in her hands.
Burma’s burgeoning massage and café industries considered in tandem.
On the triteness of the “yellow fever” and “Asian fetish” clichés.
“When poets speak of death, they call it the place without breasts.”
I am drawn to the seedy establishments, poorly lit portals to the underworld, busy inside with silent activity, chess games of intimate squalor.