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The Ferryman Is Dead
Saša Stanišić
Here, more die than are born. There’s a refrigerator at the bottom of the lake. The ferryman is dead. No one is coming to take his place.
The Argentine Episcopate
Bernard Quiriny
‘I started working for the Bishop of San Julián in 1939, not long after the death of my husband.’
Zoraida
Tanya Rey
‘Desire was a slapping, bone-chilling wind the likes of which did not exist this close to the equator.’
Jill
Darcey Steinke
‘I had a new persona I’d been planning to introduce the first day of school: a girl wise beyond her years who was not at all nerdy or spastic or prone to crying jags.’
Filling Up With Sugar
Yuten Sawanishi
‘The vagina was the first part of her mother’s body that turned to sugar.’