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Louise Erdrich
‘Seven corporations control the afterlife now, and many people spend their lives amassing the money to upload into the best.’
Blasphemy
Fatima Bhutto
The tourists are gone. They’ve fled to Islamabad, along with the landlords and the hoteliers and the battalions of police that used to defend them, and certainty has left with them.
The Blood Drip
Brian Evenson
‘They had stumbled upon a town and tried to approach it, but had been driven off with stones.’
The Love Machine
Julia Elliott
‘Beatrice was my first love. The dark contours of her delicate skeleton, the glowing flesh made translucent by my X-ray gaze, drove me crazy.’
The Mast Year
Diane Cook
‘Sounds like a mast year . . . it’s a thing that happens to trees. But sometimes it happens to people too.’
Girl on Girl
Diane Cook
‘Marni on Mack. Mack in Marni. A little Mack and Marni. My head rushes. I want to watch, hear the sounds.’
Quarter Past Midnight
Marie-Helene Bertino
‘Flute-like, gauze-filled, late-afternoon sunshine. Rainbow bracelets on the carpet. They use their tongues to wet their lips. Girls.’
Hush . . . Hush Sweet Charlotte
Kazushige Abe
‘The crucial thing was to cool the baby off, bring the fever down.’