$6.82
(excerpt)
by Mónica de la Torre

My economy is circular: I earn money from an institution that owns most of the businesses
where I tend to spend most of my money.

My economy is quasi-medieval, trade-centered, and guild-like.

My economy is not arch-canonical.

My economy is a misfortune that recently befell me.

My economy admits foundational narratives.

My economy is language.

My economy is the executioner’s reversal of fortune.

My economy has no essential features.

My economy admits parallax critiques of ideology.

My economy owes something to over three thousand dead soldiers.

My economy does not intimate and would rather not split hairs about what belongs to
whom.

My economy can’t stay out of things, but can’t make it into the thick of things either.

My economy has questionable purchasing power.

My economy has no surrogate.

My economy has no interpretive skills but is rife with interpretive communities.

My economy is of trees chopped down in Brooklyn, and the gradual encircling of brick.

My economy is the new red.