I have been fortunate enough to read stories by Kuzhali Manickavel, and they are consistently wonderful. She worked for a brief while in the online writing group that I am part of. I think she became frustrated by the lack of useful critiques she received. I told her that I couldn’t think of a single thing that would improve her work, and I meant it. It is rare to read stories like hers, I am not sure how to describe them, but they are strange, affecting, beautiful, funny and glorious.