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Muhammad Salah & Esther Kinsky
‘But what is an unencumbered gaze? And where does it begin to see?’
Esther Kinsky introduces a photoessay by Muhammad Salah.
An English Opening
Maxim Osipov
‘In a bad position, any move is worthless.’
New fiction by Maxim Osipov, translated from the Russian by Alex Fleming.
The Kingdom of Sand
Andrew Holleran
‘In a small town, one thinks that Time is not even passing.’
An excerpt from Holleran’s novel The Kingdom of Sand.
Being-in-the-World
Geoff Dyer
‘Even experienced users get scared because it’s so far out.’
Geoff Dyer on ageing and understanding the self.
Notes on Craft
Amy Bloom
‘Revision for me is relief. It is reassurance.’
Amy Bloom on the pleasures of revising.
The Lapwing Act
Patrick Galbraith
‘We claimed the places that were theirs and they were forced to take refuge on what we left behind.’
An excerpt from In Search of One Last Song.
In Conversation
Jo Hamya & Okechukwu Nzelu
The authors discuss music, the internet’s gamified reading culture and reading your reviews.
The Rub
William Hawkins
‘We were about halfway through our steaks and baked potatoes when she asked me if I was on PrEP.’
Fiction by William Hawkins, winner of the 2022 Disquiet Fiction Prize.
A World Run by Mothers
Saba Sams
‘In all the years I spent dreaming of motherhood, not once did I dream of men. If anything, I expected that romance would be my downfall.’
Saba Sams on the women who raised her, and becoming a mother at 22.
Notes on Craft
Celia Paul
‘A painting is like a letter: they both live in the constant present.’
Celia Paul on writing Letters to Gwen John.
The Forgotten War
Leila Guerriero
Leila Guerriero investigates the collusion that left so many graves unmarked decades after the Falklands War.
Staying In
Lieke Marsman
‘I’m a cucumber, a cucumber, a cucumber, I would whisper aloud to my eight-year-old self.’
An excerpt from Lieke Marsman’s new novel.
Two Poems
Akwaeke Emezi
‘joseph uncle is ghost-quiet / the kind of man you can’t scream at’
Two poems by the author of Dear Senthuran.
Notes on Craft
Preti Taneja
‘Traditional hand-craft becomes literary practice; becomes critical theory.’
Preti Taneja on intertextuality.
How It Works
David Hayden
‘Dinner plates empty in front of me, and the present softens and melts’.
New fiction from David Hayden.
Two Nameless Women
Cristina Rivera Garza
‘She turned to look at me, and, knowing I was being looked at, I smiled at her.’
Two unnamed women in a story by Cristina Rivera Garza.
In Conversation
Eva Baltasar & Irene Solà
‘The tide carries my books from my head to a place that is no longer mine.’
The authors discuss friendship, the sea and finishing their novels.
Blue Room, Fake Blue Veins
Peter Scalpello
‘[left home rented a room / spinning with mould] it almost turned me / straight.’ A new poem by Peter Scalpello.
Interview
Colm Tóibín & William Atkins
‘I think he saw the German spirit as one in which suffering or an appreciation of suffering was essential.’
Small Girl Landlady
Adachioma Ezeano
‘Trouble was awake – we didn’t need anyone to tell us.’
New fiction by Adachioma Ezeano.
Interview
Stephen Gill
Photographer Stephen Gill, whose photo-book Please Notify the Sun came out in 2021, speaks to Granta.
Beautiful Short Loser
Ocean Vuong
‘For as long as I can remember my body was a small town nightmare.’
A new poem by Ocean Vuong.
Personal Growth
Marina Benjamin
‘Refusal is the last recourse of the powerless.’
Marina Benjamin on her years of not eating, and not growing.
Thomas
Eloghosa Osunde
‘It’s a story that happens to you once and then lives with you forever.’
An excerpt from Vagabonds! by Eloghosa Osunde.
You Must, You Will
Ben Hinshaw
‘Once the Frosties had been eaten, she had no choice but to run.’
Fiction by Ben Hinshaw.
Lecture on Loneliness
Claire Schwartz
‘Only history makes her lonely, only after makes her first.’
A poem by Claire Schwartz.
Notes on Craft
Nataliya Deleva
‘I didn’t want to write Arrival from a place of exile or outcast.’ Nataliya Deleva on writing in her adoptive language.
Two Poems
Emily Berry
‘I do not see / the slow wheels in my blood turning, but / I ride them’
Two poems by Emily Berry.
The Yearner
Rachel Long
‘I stacked three pillows, made sure / my head was heavy with bills, wine’.
A poem by Rachel Long.
The Trip to Rose Cottage
Cal Flyn
‘People washed up here, and remained.’
Cal Flyn visits the abandoned island of Swona.
