‘Natalia picks at the frayed black lace of her dress while the photograph of her American penpal loads into the computer.’
In Utah There Are Mountains Too
‘No one had ever spoken her name in a foreign language.’
‘In a world in which coercion is the norm, a human trafficker must have underlings as well.’
Life of the Father
‘Two times is a repetition. Three times is a tradition, or a curse.’ Translated from the French by Lazer Lederhendler.
Vie du père
L’homme dont les paroles ont inauguré cette histoire va donc voir ou plutôt revoir, alors qu’il se déplace dans un temps parallèle, les meilleures scènes de sa vie.
Dragon Island | New Voices
‘This is a wartime story. It is the spring of 1943 and Europe is burning; look down and see.’
The Naming of Moths
‘Sophia no longer worries about how life smells, if she breathes in too deeply all she tastes is ash.’ The 2017 Commonwealth Short Story Prize winner from Canada and Europe.
More Afraid of You
‘On Bainbridge Island, across the Puget Sound from Seattle, there are two modes of living: downtown and inland.’
The Getaway Lunch
‘I found a seedy hotel not far from the station, where you would expect to find one.’
Suite in Dark Matter
‘When her eyes adjust to the dark she sees it is full, so full: the lights from long dead stars churn elliptics, spiral with dying vibrations and decaying harmonics.’
‘Fred was the type whose worldview gazed through a shadow of things that could go wrong, like most of the South Philly lifers.’
Our Lives are Only Lent to Us
‘The two cultures are complementary but in the way that death is to life.’
‘At nine o’clock the man leaves the flat dressed in an elegant salmon-pink dress’.
‘When I sleep, I dream of Will standing on our bed, flicking a whip against our faces. He draws blood.’
White Men’s Boats
‘Deo Gratias stood on the deck of the Liemba with his prisoners at his feet. I leaned on the rail, studiously casual.’
Room After Room
‘Her heart is kept in a room with a very expensive security system.’
A Scale Model of Gull Point
Trapped in a revolving restaurant during an American revolution, Shel VanRybroek turns to tin-foil sculpture.
Lake Like a Mirror
‘If she’d swerved any harder, she would have crashed right into the lake.’ New fiction by Ho Sok Fong, translated from the Chinese by Natascha Bruce.
‘Madeleine Granville was standing at the hotel window of the Queen Elizabeth II, trying to decide which tiny car far below on Mansfield Street was her yellow Saab’.
'Our relationship, in fact, hasn't seemed to need more attention to theme or direction but has proceeded or at least persisted on autopilot, like a small plane flying out over a peaceful ocean with no one exactly in command.'
‘Austin turned up the tiny street – rue Sarrazin – at the head of which he hoped he would come to a larger one, one he knew, rue de Vaugirard, possibly, which he could take all the way to Josephine Belliard's apartment by the Luxembourg Gardens.’
‘Outside on the cold air, flames moved and divided and swarmed the sky. And Sims felt alone in a wide empire, removed and afloat, calmed, as if life was far away now, as if blackness was all around.’
‘But as I read on a napkin once, between the idea and the act a whole kingdom lies. And I had a hard time with my acts, which were oftentimes offender's acts.’
‘For years, you have been passing through my life; like a comet, disappearing as quickly as you come.’ Translated by Rhonda Mullins.
Le Champ de Bataille
J’ai un très grand chagrin d’amour. Et toi, qui aimes-tu? Les garçons ou les filles? Ou seulement les livres et les échecs?
Dreamed in Stone
’You were a chasm that cracked and turned into stones, and then the stones lay there, beautifully laid, in a wall.‘
‘It was this summer that the restlessness came over me.’ Translated from the Norwegian by May-Brit Akerholt.
Dreams of a Leisure Society
‘They were citizens of a multidimensional universe and they liked to get high.’