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Summer Reads

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The Granta staff shares what they’re reading over the summer.

Do Not Say We Have Nothing

Madeleine Thien

‘In a single year, my father left us twice.’

Crocodiles and Fairy Dust

Janice Galloway

‘I admit the sneaking feeling, just now and then, that those who govern us think we’re the problem.’

The Politics of English Forgetfulness

Madeleine Bunting

‘Brexit demonstrates one of England’s most trusted strategies of power: deliberate forgetfulness.’

Five Things Right Now: Melissa Lee-Houghton

Melissa Lee-Houghton

‘It thrills and delights me that I can now watch concerts I would’ve given several fingers to go to in the ’90s, albeit wonky though these videos are.’

Body Language

Juhea Kim

‘Always being pulled in opposite directions was how she remained upright.’

Free will and Brexit

Julian Baggini

‘Whether or not you think 23 June was a great day for Britain and Europe, it was a very bad one for freedom.’

The Price of Freedom, Including VAT

Xiaolu Guo

‘I had lost my native country, now I was going to lose a continent.’

Why We’re Post-Fact

Peter Pomerantsev

‘We are living in a ‘post-fact’ or ‘post-truth’ world. Not merely a world where politicians and media lie – they have always lied – but one where they don’t care whether they tell the truth or not.’

Putting Down Strangers

Adam Thorpe

‘Home, after all, is a continual plangent threnody in the often uninterpretable clamour of being an immigrant.’ Adam Thorpe on Brexit.

Two Poems

Grzegorz Wróblewski

‘Do you think I can get to heaven / with zero balance and a virus?’

Three Poems

Ahren Warner

‘Your promise has been extracted like the cow-horned remains of molars long-soused in a Diet Coke marinade.’

Black Country

Anthony Cartwright

‘There’s a sense, I think, that what that X in the box translates as is seventeen and a half million voices that say, we’re still here.’

Introduction

Sigrid Rausing

‘To know love is to know (or to imagine) the loss of love.’

Whatever Happened to Interracial Love?

Kathleen Collins

‘It’s the year of “the human being”. The year of race-creed-color blindness. It’s 1963.’

Stripes on My Shirt Like Migratory Birds

Hoa Nguyen

‘ “I got lost in my life” / which may or may not be / misheard.’

Arcadia

Emma Cline

‘Could a place work on you like an illness?’

Is Fraid I Fraid Calendars

Anthony (Vahni) Capildeo

‘Haven’t you noticed people / are different since then?’

Potted Meat

Steven Dunn

‘My cousin is an artist. He says, You draw some good knives but you still need to work on your stab wounds.’

Interior: Monkeyboy

Patrick Flanery

‘When I sleep, I dream of Will standing on our bed, flicking a whip against our faces. He draws blood.’

Sabine

Jacob Aue Sobol & Joanna Kavenna

‘A series of extraordinary portraits of the Arctic wilderness and the intimacies of love.’

The Tenant

Victor Lodato

‘She’d gotten so used to her loneliness, she didn’t want to fall from it now.’

Diaries

Suzanne Brøgger

‘My habit of being a dreamer is filled with the joy of melancholy.’

First Love

Gwendoline Riley

‘It must be a dreadful cross: this hot desire to join in with people who don’t want you.’

The Price You See Reflects the Poor Quality of the Item and Your Lack of Desire for It

Melissa Lee-Houghton

‘I walk away from you / without glancing back, in case you see in me something I don’t.’

Raqqa Road: A Syrian Escape

Claire Hajaj

‘The morning Helin walked out to die, she dressed carelessly in a loose T-shirt and jeans.’

Africa’s Future Has No Space for Stupid Black Men

Pwaangulongii Dauod

‘The night was full of energy. The kind of energy that Africa needs to reinvent itself.’

The Heart Compared to a Seed, c.1508 (after Leonardo da Vinci)

Sylvia Legris

‘noce, the heart—the nut that gestates the tree of veins.’

Black Rot and Mildew

Leontia Flynn

‘a look I’d managed to accessorize / with raw dermatological distress.’

The Decay of Politics

Philip Ó Ceallaigh

‘Britain has made the control of borders and the free movement of people its central obsession, its fundamental national anxiety.’ Philip Ó Ceallaigh on Brexit.

Before They Began to Shrink

Nic Dunlop

‘The numbers killed at Aughrim that day will never be known.’

Mother and Father

Thomas Kilroy

‘Like most wars, this was a war of the young.’ Thomas Kilroy on his parents’ experience of the Anglo-Irish War and the Irish civil war.

Five Things Right Now: Siobhán Mannion

Siobhán Mannion

Siobhán Mannion shares five things she’s reading, watching and thinking about right now.

I Used to Go for Long Walks in the Evenings

Stephen Sexton

‘My celebrity accumulated like a kidney stone: / children, pets, even some corvids recognised me’

Paula Bohince & Jane Mead in Conversation

Paula Bohince & Jane Mead

‘It seemed that recording her sickness was cold and vulgar, that if ever I should be a participant and not an observer, this was the time.’

His Middle Name Was Not Jesus

NoViolet Bulawayo

‘He didn’t know their language but understood it in their boiling voices, the heat on their faces, how they singed each other with their eyes.’