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A Note in the Margin

Isabella Hammad

‘I register that phrase with pleasure, my brother.’

Isabella Hammad on migration, mentors and disappointment.

Theories of Care

Sophie Mackintosh

‘The monstrous years of my late teens lay lined up alongside the rest of my life like bullets in a gun.’

A story by Sophie Mackintosh.

Circles

Anna Metcalfe

‘He was grumpy in a way that I enjoyed. It reassured me that he was easily displeased – he was discerning, I thought.’

Fiction by Anna Metcalfe.

Wales

Thomas Morris

‘If Wales win tonight, everything will turn out okay.’

Thomas Morris on football, family and financial precarity.

Kweku

Derek Owusu

‘I don’t remember his face, nor him as a whole.’

Derek Owusu on fathers and family.

Mrs S

K Patrick

‘Without waiting for me she removes her white shirt. Each button a piece of my own spine, undone.’

An extract from Mrs S by K Patrick.

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Yara Rodrigues Fowler

‘She rings a tiny cymbal over your body. She says, The experience is finished now.’

A story by Yara Rodrigues Fowler.

Gunk

Saba Sams

‘I followed him onto the dancefloor and he put his hands on my hips as if he’d known me for at least an hour.’

Fiction by Saba Sams.

The Termite Queen

Olivia Sudjic

‘It dawned on her, the fact sliding ice-cold into her body; now that she had crossed the border into her forties, Alma herself was no longer eligible for the scheme.’

An excerpt from Olivia Sudjic’s third novel.

Rostrum

Eley Williams

‘Certainly this kind of thing just happened sometimes – it was a glitch, an unfortunate error, and could happen to anyone.’

Fiction by Eley Williams.

The Weeds

Katy Simpson Smith

‘The stone is cold; touching a leaf is like touching skin.’

A botanist’s assistant longs for her lover in this extract from The Weeds.

Acid Permanent

Suzie Bovenzi

‘I miss his body, the blank shine of it. I miss the clean blue bib.’

A story by Suzie Bovenzi.

Close to Home

Michael Magee

‘I thought about how I had tricked everyone into thinking I was hard, that I could handle myself, without ever having to throw a punch.’

An extract from Close to Home by Michael Magee.

Animals After Dark

Avigayl Sharp

‘I was not a strong mayor. I was an email. I was a little bit high.’

A short story by Avigayl Sharp.