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Saint Ivo
Joanna Hershon
‘This is where my imagination had gone: frittered away on longing and regret, just like everybody else.’
American Objects
Lucy Ives
‘My eyes were way too large. They appeared, if this is possible, independently scandalized.’
The Perfect Choice
Fleur Jaeggy
‘There are those who have an inborn gift for not being deceived in life.’ Translated from the Italian by Gini Alhadeff.
You Okay for Time?
Kaori Fujino
‘She wants to talk, she wants to unburden herself, but there’s nothing left so all she can do is cry.’ Translated by Ginny Tapley Takemori.
The Naming of Moths
Tracy Fells
‘Sophia no longer worries about how life smells, if she breathes in too deeply all she tastes is ash.’ The 2017 Commonwealth Short Story Prize winner from Canada and Europe.
Three Poems
Kim Kyung Ju
‘Underneath the leaves that stack my upper lip / the reindeer do not share their love.’ Translated from the Korean by Jake Levine.
On Jesus’ Son
Eli Goldstone
‘Jesus’ Son is a song, a glorious clear hymn, full of the notes of bad decisions, of rotten fucking luck, of causing real and lasting damage to yourself and to the people around you.’
Drawing Lessons
Anushka Jasraj
‘All colours are hurt spectacles, I think, and say aloud without intention.’ The 2017 Commonwealth Short Story Prize winner for Asia.
Train Dreams
Denis Johnson
In the summer of 1917 Robert Grainier took part in an attempt on the life of a Chinese laborer caught, or anyway accused of, stealing from the company stores of the Spokane International Railway in the Idaho Panhandle.
Happy Hour
Denis Johnson
The day was ending in a fiery and glorious way. The ships on the Sound looked like paper silhouettes being sucked up into the sun.
All That Was Familiar
Abubakar Adam Ibrahim
The story of two women fleeing Boko Haram in north-east Nigeria.
