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Tether Tennis
John Kinsella
‘Tryptamine skies and the forehand backhand falter / in earth’s revolutions’
Candidate
Jessie Greengrass
‘All through winter and another summer we wait, but time passes more quickly now that we have a purpose. I feel it flowing.’
I Wrote a Poem About a Fucking River
Samantha Walton
‘though I’ve sat where torrents recall no slush / I’m drawn by your ceramic explosions’
Sharing the same bed, dreaming different dreams
Ma Jian
Ma Jian shows the excess and corruption of the Chinese Communist party in this excerpt from his new novel, China Dream, translated from the Chinese by Flora Drew.
The Male Hearth
Ayşegül Savaş & Bekir Ormancı
‘In these miniature worlds lined with goods, filled with the tools and residues of labor, we experience the enclosure of hearths; of a unique domesticity within exclusively male spheres.’
Reflections on shame in sacred spaces
Kate Duckney
‘At sunset the light is both nasty and nice / in my robe.’
Lucia Berlin Writes Home
Nina Ellis
Nina Ellis on the life and writing of Lucia Berlin. ‘If Berlin's collections were houses, their hallways would change direction without warning, and their rooms would be bright and dark at the same time.’
Hoarfrost
John Patrick McHugh
Can infidelity make up for infidelity? New fiction from John Patrick McHugh.
I’ll Go On
Hwang Jungeun
‘Swish-swish, swish-swish. The sound fills the large space around them, and Nana finds this deeply satisfying.’
Amy Sackville | The Proust Questionnaire
Amy Sackville
‘What is your guiltiest pleasure? Is it really a pleasure if you feel bad about it?’
Day of Awe
Diane Williams
New short fiction from Diane Williams' Collected Stories. ‘I fear I lack deep feelings, have flighty ideas, and am often irritable over trifles.’
