Dense forest and formless roads lead Sundaram to the most recent sites of conflict, burnt-out villages where pigs have taken over their former owner’s homes in an ‘inversion of man and beast, of civilization and nature’.
They returned to the beginning. War approached, and the city was being emptied. I walked two miles into the wild with a boy who showed me how Gaga – and the country, the Central African Republic – was being turned inside out. The jungle paths had become the alleyways of a more secretive, older f…
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‘Most of the rooms in these photos have since been bulldozed or burned down.’
A photoessay by Bruno Fert, with an introduction by Nam Le. Shortlisted for the Amnesty Media Awards.
‘My first experience of “permanent” employment – a coveted job in publishing – was depressing for a number of reasons.’
Amber Husain on neoliberalism and workers’ rights.
‘The Wapichan are proud of their adoption of technology, and see no reason why it should make their land needs and entitlements any the less.’
An excerpt from A Trillion Trees: How We Can Reforest Our World by Fred Pearce.
‘Maxwell is a privileged person in an unprivileged place. Rarer still is that she is a female charged with a sex crime.’
An essay by Chris Dennis from Granta 156: Interiors.
‘It’s laughable to suggest France’s present approach to policing is only a response to the violence and destruction wrought by the gilets jaunes’.
Chris Knapp on the systemic racism and violence of the French police.
‘Sometimes we don’t quite know what we’re seeing.’
‘My life unfolded within the net effect of my father’s choices.’
Memoir by Emmanuel Iduma.
‘I’m drawn to the irrational because it has the potential to radicalise our senses.’
The authors discuss ghosts, transgenerational mourning and communal cooking.
‘My brother and I hurried through sloppy postures of praise, quiet as the light pooling around us.’
A new poem by Kaveh Akbar.
‘I have drunk from the same waters as the son of Hermes and Aphrodite.’
Fiction by Alejandro Morellón, translated by Esther Allen.
‘Sometimes, these sorts of details made their way into wire stories as bullet-pointed footnotes. Other times, the stories screamed into the lives of people I knew.’
