We traveled to the salt flats of Bolivia with novelist Sarah Cheng
to understand the physical toll of distance. Her latest work explores the geography
of grief through a landscape that reflects everything — yet absorbs nothing.
“To stand in the center of the flats is to realize that the horizon is a lie,” she writes.
What appears infinite is, in truth, disorienting — a place where memory dissolves
into light and silence stretches beyond comprehension.
In this exclusive long-read, Cheng deconstructs displacement, identity, and longing
through the geology of salt and shadow — revealing how absence can become a terrain of its own.