‘It felt like everything that had happened to me in college, everything I had learned to be comfortable with, had produced this jerk standing naked in the water, splashing his best friend’s girlfriend in the chest.’
Robert had a room on the same floor as mine freshman year, but I noticed him for the first time in the dining-hall lunch line. I was waiting for a plateful of baked ziti when he struck up a conversation with the guy behind the counter – this tall, kind of rickety black guy, maybe fifty years old, …
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‘The anglophone world, we have to infer, has run out of words for its own feelings.’
Daisy Hildyard on the wisdom of scarecrows.
‘What is the read receipt for?’
Lillian Fishman on texting, power and the ethics of leaving a friend on read.
‘Like pretty much everyone who uses the internet, I have seen many terrible things that I did not search for and that I cannot unsee.’
Rosanna McLaughlin on what the internet thinks she wants.
‘I have a pathological addiction to the internet, which I indulge with the excuse of making art. It rarely translates to anything good and mostly leaves me overstimulated and afraid.’
Paul Dalla Rosa on excess and the internet.
‘rumors of bees on speedwell, / no oxidative stress just / effortless pollination’
Two poems by Sylvia Legris.
‘You can be sad and angry, you don’t have to choose, she told him.’
A new short story from one of Granta’s Best of Young British Novelists.
‘When shit like this happens, people don’t walk out on fifteen-year marriages.’
‘For a while it wasn’t clear how good he would become, and then it was. He went up the rankings, stopped, and started going down.’
‘Things started going wrong at my ten-year college reunion – or I guess I mean that I realized how wrong they had gone.’
Ben Markovits in conversation with Yuka Igarashi on minor-league baseball and his experiences as a writer.
‘April 2022 marked my first visit to my ancestral homeland in seven years.’
Memoir by Isma’il Kushkush.
