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Touch Me Like One of Your Island Girls: A Love Story

Megan Kamalei Kakimoto

Was the sunburn part of the shtick? she wondered while the video continued to play.’

A story by Megan Kamalei Kakimoto.

Notes on Craft: Does this Count?

Ben Pester

‘Is the act of complicating a perfectly nice daydream a craft?’

Ben Pester on the craft of imagination.

Love, Leda

Mark Hyatt

‘It’s terrible to be young, always randy; one needs material.’

An extract from Love, Leda by Mark Hyatt.

The House on El Estero

Fernanda Melchor

‘The girl vomited with rage as Jorge recited the prayer. She struggled and squirmed, kicked and spat.’

A story by Fernanda Melchor, translated by Sophie Hughes.

The Chosen Death of the Witch

Lucy Ives

‘He came to see, after a long agony, that it would be best to give it up.’

A new story by Lucy Ives.

Death is not here

Wouter Van de Voorde

Concerned with the uneasy boundary that emerged between life and death during the pandemic, Death is not here takes fossilisation and excavation as its theme.

Photography by Wouter Van de Voorde.

Amalur

Liadan Ní Chuinn

‘So maybe I knew for a while that I loved my boyfriend’s family and not him.’

Fiction by Liadan Ní Chuinn.

Two Poems

Michael Bazzett

‘It was a commonplace / to enter the woods / with meat, lay it on the ground, then / wait for what might come.’

Poetry by Michael Bazzett.

On Marguerite Duras

Kate Zambreno

‘Everyone says you were beautiful when you were young.’

Kate Zambreno on Marguerite Duras.

What Feathers Know

Stephen Rutt

‘I see a gull in a car park and they can see the place where it metabolised water into feathers, food into energy, oxygen into blood.’ Stephen Rutt on what isotopes can tell us about birds.

Four Poems

Katie Farris

‘Ungraceful, the heart boinks: / drugged, suspended, spiderwebbed – ’

Four poems by Katie Farris.

Two Poems

Claudine Toutoungi

‘Most of us these days are dead or on autopilot / As for the wolves – they thrive’

Two poems by Claudine Toutoungi.

Introduction

Sigrid Rausing

‘What precisely is the sibling relationship, and how does it shape our lives?’

The editor introduces the autumn issue.

O Brother

John Niven

‘Up on the light box on the wall are the scans of Gary’s brain, bone white standing out against smoked grey.’

John Niven remembers the last days of his brother, Gary.

The Durhams

Ben Pester

‘We have this space and we have permission to summon each other into it. Sibspace.’

Fiction by Ben Pester.

Nightstand

Natalie Shapero

‘you gotta see this truck that ignored the height sign / on the underpass and now it’s lodged like an overlarge pill’

A poem by Nathalie Shapero.

Plastic Mothers

Lauren John Joseph

‘In essence she acted as though I were the kid her mother had left her to raise.’

Lauren John Joseph on the blurred contours of motherhood.

Brother

Vanessa Onwuemezi

‘Brother, to be your sister is to confront the possibility of having been other than I am.’

Vanessa Onwuemezi on the meaning of sisterhood.

Miniature Twins

Omer Friedlander

‘We were so small, palm-sized, that our parents went to a doll shop in Jerusalem to find clothes that would fit us.’

Omer Friedlander writes about his twin.

Wales 2013–2022

Sebastián Bruno & Sophie Mackintosh

‘Sebastián Bruno’s careful documentation of the communities of South Wales, is made up of images stark in their beauty.’

Sophie Mackintosh introduces photography by Sebastián Bruno.

Siblings

Karolina Ramqvist

‘I asked her why she hadn’t told me I had a sister before, and she said she’d thought it was for my father to tell, since she was his child.’

Karolina Ramqvist on finding her estranged siblings, translated from the Swedish by Saskia Vogel.

A Little Closer

Angelique Stevens

‘We were twelve and thirteen and smoking cigarettes in our basement with friends – Mom and Dad at work, Hall & Oates on forty-five.’

Angelique Stevens recalls the year her sister went missing.

The Making of the Babies

Lee Lai

‘I can’t believe it’s been two years since we’ve been able to get together and we’re still just arguing about which of us incurs more shit from the aunties.’

A graphic short story by Lee Lai.

Betwixt and Betwin

Taiye Selasi

‘There has to be sameness if you are twins. If there isn’t it has to be invented.’

Taiye Selasi on trying to escape from twinhood.

Rain

Colin Barrett

‘As Scully and Charlie Vaughan passed under the trees in the town square, the afternoon seemed to switch on and off around them.’

Fiction by Colin Barrett.

The Tiddler

Charlie Gilmour

‘It was a competition, though I hadn’t realised that yet.’

Charlie Gilmour on bullying.

The Stripping of Threads

Jamal Mahjoub

‘I hold no illusions about us being reunited. All of this has gone on for far too long.’

Jamal Mahjoub on family obligation and estrangement.

George

K Patrick

‘Like the way George / Michael filled his jeans. Mothers like a man who can / fill his jeans.’

A poem by K Patrick.

Looking at My Brother

Julian Slagman & Alice Hattrick

‘Slagman’s photographs counteract the medical narrative as well as the medical gaze.’

Alice Hattrick introduces photography by Julian Slagman.

These Stolen Twins

Viktoria Lloyd-Barlow

‘In our household there was no distinction of feeling between those who were biologically related and those who were simply instructed to regard each other as such.’

Viktoria Lloyd-Barlow on growing up with foster siblings.

Captions

Andrew Miller

‘I note that my brother – he’ll deny it but he was always the moody one – has apparently refused to take Granny’s hand.’

Andrew Miller reflects on three family photographs.

The Pain Cave

Lauren Groff

‘I would rather have died of hypothermia than let my siblings win.’

Lauren Groff on competitiveness.

Ray & Her Sisters

Sara Baume

‘Ray is the only sister to win a scholarship to boarding school.’

Sara Baume tells the story of her grandmother’s life.

My Eye

Suzanne Brøgger

‘You were Father’s and I was Mother’s.’

Memoir by Suzanne Brøgger, translated from the Danish by Caroline Waight.

Speaking Brother

Will Harris

‘I don’t have a brother; I’m an only child. But a few years ago I started writing poems in which a brother appears.’

Will Harris on why he created a brother.

Brother Poem

Will Harris

‘Our snapped-off shadows / made a simple shape / one within the other like / a folded napkin’

Poetry by Will Harris.