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Comme

Paul Dalla Rosa

‘Because I spent a large amount of time convincing people to buy clothing they would never actually wear, it was easy to convince myself the same.’

Common Whipping

Naben Ruthnum

A young film composer turns to prostitution in a short story by Naben Ruthnum, set in a Rome of the early 1970s.

Conspiracy of Males | New Voices

Evan James Roskos

‘Nothing was your fault. You defended no one. By default, you defended us.’

Cupcake

Yana Punkina

‘His voice had long since lost all superfluous timbral embellishments, he was left with only the raw thread of screeching.’

Danner, 1965

Jayne Anne Phillips

‘She was sliding down on the seat under him and it was like the soundtrack at the drive-in – a surface closed over her.’

De roses et d’insectes

Chloé Savoie-Bernard

C’est une des premières choses que je lui ai dites, J’ai des daddy issues.

Death Customs

Constantia Soteriou

Constantia Soteriou’s ‘Death Customs’, translated from the Greek by Lina Protopapa, is the winner of the 2019 Commonwealth Short Story Prize.

Desert Island Discs

George Steiner

‘His requests did stretch the resources, almost all-encompassing, of the sound-archive. But that is part of the game.’

Destiny

Tim Parks

‘Destiny: there are those who still believe this word has meaning’.

Discipline

Geeta Tewari

‘Your virginity guarantees your happiness, my mother had explained numerous times.’ New fiction from Geeta Tewari.

Do Not Say We Have Nothing

Madeleine Thien

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

Domp-Domp

Ben Ratliff

‘There’s Bo Diddley. Big hips, pointy shoes, glasses. A gap between his teeth, and a bow tie, in 1965.’

Drive Your Plough Over the Bones of the Dead

Olga Tokarczuk

‘They gazed at us calmly, as if we had caught them in the middle of performing some ritual whose meaning we could not fathom.’

Driver

Taiye Selasi

‘I am the full-time driver here. I am not going to kill my employers. I have read that drivers do that now.’