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1 April 2020

Michael Hofmann

‘Living on money from the government, excused our duties and our liabilities, reducing our wants to eating and sleeping and what in the eighteenth century may have passed for exercise, the alderman’s stroll.’

A Woman of No Information

Caoilinn Hughes

‘Maud tries to understand how her role is being rewritten on the spot – who the woman might be.’

An Unnecessary Man

Maha Harada

‘I’d lived for half a century, but I had no sense of what that meant; no particular reaction.’

As if in Prayer

Steven Heighton

‘Many of the life vests were useless fakes, nylon shells that the human traffickers had stuffed with bubble wrap, boxboard, sawdust or rags.’

At the Peckhamplex

Will Harris

‘the snow reflecting off / your torch was the / colour of your thoughts’

Bear

Naomi Ishiguro

‘My wife and I lay side by side, the bear looming over us in the same way a crucifixion scene looms above the pews inside a Catholic church.’

Short fiction by Naomi Ishiguro.

City of Pigs

David Hayden

‘I have heard there is a city of pigs thirty miles from our city. I imagine it is only a farm. I cannot imagine a city of pigs.’

New fiction by David Hayden.

Clarity

Ruchir Joshi

‘I was close to my own father, which many people are not.’

Ruchir Joshi remembers his son.

Creep

Caoilinn Hughes

‘She hadn’t been skiing since her master’s in Iceland, back when glaciers had some heft to them, though slackened and fast-diminishing as the legs of a retired cyclist.’

Feeling Bullish: On My Great-Uncle, Gay Matador and Friend of Hemingway

Rafael Frumkin

‘In his suit, with his pigtail and his montera, he was pure potential: he could be masculine vanquisher or gold-embroidered fairy. He was both, actually, at all times, and nobody who came to see him fight thought any less of him for it.’

From the Spanish Flu to Covid-19

Reina James

Reina James compares our response to Covid-19 to the reaction to the Spanish Flu in 1918.

Interview

Jon Fosse

‘To me writing is a kind of listening. I don’t know what I am listening to, but I am listening!’

It Was a Dog

Amaryllis Gacioppo

‘She liked to eat until her thighs felt gelatinous and slick with sweat, and her stomach ballooned out, sore and firm as though she had drunk cement that had now set.’

Japanese Wives

Noriko Hayashi

‘Every time I remember that moment, I can’t help but cry. I was only twenty-one years old.’

A photoessay by Noriko Hayashi.