Don't Kiss Me: Stories
Hunter’s (Daddy’s, 2010) sophomore collection depicts oversexed underachievers barely afloat in a sea of violence, abuse, and confusion. Yet these 26 stories, deeply internalized in neurotic lyricism, are hilarious and fully realized portraits of the disavowed. Sidelined during a high-school dance, a group of girls recalls exploring each other’s bodies in the locker room. A grown woman studies relationship magazines to help decode her complicated nine-year-old boyfriend. A retired Richard Nixon, lamenting his wife’s aging body, flirts with an admirer while sipping Scotch on the beach and dreaming of Jackie Kennedy. A lonely spinster nurtures stray cats until she receives a visit not from her Indonesian crush but from Animal Control. A band of misfits living in a roaming RV survives on road kill and stolen goods. And in the uproarious title story, a woman obsesses over a female coworker she envies and despises. Miranda July and George Saunders come to mind, but Hunter’s crass yet tender characters are unprecedented, relating fart jokes and impossible sentiment in stylized prose that mirrors their threadbare souls and ineffectual optimism. --Jonathan Fullmer