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The Alphabet of Birds
S.J. Naudé
‘She is standing there, her body like a lamp, waiting for the glass to break.’
Books and Roses
Helen Oyeyemi
‘A golden chain was fastened around her neck, and on that chain was a key.’
Spider Lilies
Hiroko Oyamada
‘The breeze smelled of many things: autumn and earth, the green of the countryside, face powder and old age.’
A Hebrew Sibyl
Cynthia Ozick
‘And so began what I was to become. To all these things – the admonitions and the testimonies, the rites and the annunciations – I had easily acquiesced.’
Eight Trains
Alberto Olmos
‘To go is always to go somewhere; returning, you return to nowhere. That’s the way it is.’
Japan Lights
Sarah Moss
‘She kneels and bows her head almost to the floor, as if pretending he’s one of her idols.’
O-bakanaru
Eric Ozawa
‘When your wife walks away from you, she does not disappear. When you turn your back, she does not vanish. She will be there when you open your eyes.’
Grandma and Me
Thomas McGuane
‘Barring weather or a World Series game, on Sundays I’d pick up a nice little box lunch from Mustang Catering and take Grandma some place that smelled good.’
Why I Can No Longer Look at a Picnic Blanket Without Laughing
Yukiko Motoya
‘But the customer had already been in the changing room for three hours.’