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Soundscapes of Phnom Penh
Anjan Sundaram
‘From my bronze-painted balcony, I chronicled the sounds of Phnom Penh’s private industry.’
Anjan Sundaram on the sound of corruption in Cambodia.
The Tide
Adèle Rosenfeld
‘In my ears were muted thumps, the drumbeat of my pulse.’
Fiction by Adèle Rosenfeld, translated by Jeffrey Zuckerman.
Endurance
Maartje Scheltens
‘Four Organs allows us to step out of time and briefly inhabit infinity.’
Maartje Scheltens on Steve Reich, repetition and discomfort.
Mute Tree
Y-Dang Troeung
‘When and where does the crisis of war begin and end?’
Y-Dang Troeung on the longevity of war.
There Was a Farmer Had a Dog
Irene Solà
‘A twenty-five-kilo dog is too small to survive in the countryside.’
An extract from Irene Solà’s forthcoming novel, translated by Mara Faye Lethem.
My Work
Olga Ravn
‘When they placed the child on Anna’s breast after the birth, she felt nothing.’
Fiction by Olga Ravn, translated by Sophia Hersi Smith and Jennifer Russell.
The Nonce
Alison Rumfitt
‘He’ll be a goner soon; the cops will find him hanging in his loo.’
Fiction by Alison Rumfitt.
Two Poems
Maya C. Popa
‘the widening gap / between two kinds of life: the one lived and the one / remembered.’
Two poems by Maya C. Popa.
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Natalie Shapero
‘it’s wrong / to let delicacies, even when suspect, go untried’
A poem by Natalie Shapero.
Stupid Girls
Rhian Sasseen
‘It was 1 a.m., and it was Los Angeles; they were used to indiscretion.’
A story by Rhian Sasseen.
Podcast | Lynne Tillman
Lynne Tillman
‘In a sense we are always haunted by our past and what psychoanalysis is, for me, is not about cure but about understanding those ghosts.’
Lynne Tillman on her books Weird Fucks and Haunted Houses.
