On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong

"'But what happen in backyard, why she die there?' The woman wiped her eyes. 'That's where she lives. Julie's my horse.' You nodded, put on your mask, and got back to painting her nails. After the woman left, you flung the mask across the room. 'A fucking horse?' you said in Vietnamese. 'Holy shit, I was ready to go to her daughter's grave with flowers!'"