Alberto Olmos

‘To go is always to go somewhere; returning, you return to nowhere. That’s the way it is.’

Sarah Moss

‘She kneels and bows her head almost to the floor, as if pretending he’s one of her idols.’

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David Mitchell

‘But what if he answers in Martian? I’ll die.’

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.’

Issue 127

Yukiko Motoya

‘I once lived with a whole lot of dogs.’

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.’

Yoko Ogawa

Yukiko Motoya

‘But the customer had already been in the changing room for three hours.’

Katherine Faw Morris

COKE SMELLS COLD AND CHEMICAL LIKE THE INSIDE OF A REFRIGERATOR. It’s what back then smells like, now when she thinks of it.

Mitsuyo Kakuta

‘I was gazing into my empty bowl and realizing how little time it takes to eat when you’re not carrying on a conversation.’

Aoko Matsuda

‘‘Let’s become monsters together,’ she said, looking straight into my eyes.’

Jennifer Nansubuga Makumbi

‘We are not burying one of us in snow.’

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Kyoko Nakajima

It was something Takashi remembered but Masaru had forgotten.

Issue 129

S.J. Naudé

‘She is standing there, her body like a lamp, waiting for the glass to break.’