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Constitutional
Helen Simpson
‘The thing about a circular walk is that you end up where you started.’
Scarp | New Voices
Nick Papadimitriou
‘His imagination lingers in the woods and fields like a slowly drifting plant community and then dissolves into ditches lined with black waterlogged leaves – a residue of previous summers – and the ghosts of dead insects.’
From The Abstract Humanities
Sandra Simonds
‘let us / build the openwork fabric of our garden / on the fear in the body’
Cold Storage
Oliver Sacks
‘Uncle Toby was alive, but suspended, apparently, in some strange icy stupor.’
A Guide to the City of Beirut
Fawwaz Traboulsi
‘In Beirut, a well reveals layer upon layer, generation after generation, of ruins.’
Kashmir’s Forever War
Basharat Peer
‘Yes, the gun was from Pakistan, but the stones are our own. That is our only weapon against the occupation.’
Numb
Lauren Schenkman
‘She felt things under the skin: scars where the body had torn during childbirth, clumps of cellulite, lobules and ducts.’
West
Caryl Phillips
‘Curling herself into a tight fist against the cold, Martha huddled in the doorway and wondered if tonight she might see snow.‘
The Boys of Karachay Lake
Angela Pelster
‘When the fish in Karachay Lake, south of the Ural Mountains, Russia, went blind, not everyone stopped eating them.’
The Road to Abyei
John Ryle
‘Bor is a long way from Khartoum – more than 700 miles. There were other hostile groups on the way and precious little food.’