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Confluences
Kate Harris
‘The creek was fringed with tall grass and clear as breath.’
Kate Harris in the Taku River Tlingit First Nation.
I Know What Spring Is Like: Clarice, Crônicas and Corcovado
Sinéad Gleeson
‘A state of grace, Lispector writes, should be short-lived, episodic.’
Sinéad Gleeson on Clarice Lispector’s Brazil.
Naomi
Sarah Hall
‘When I was eight, my mother died and Naomi arrived.’
An excerpt from Burntcoat by Sarah Hall.
Two Poems
Edmund Hardy
‘Feeling Real’ and ‘I Miss Myself / Shared Oranges’ by poet and filmmaker Edmund Hardy.
Two Poems
Radna Fabias
‘we welcome the applicant.’ Two poems by Radna Fabias translated by David Colmer.
Notes on Craft
Juliet Jacques
Juliet Jacques on writing her trans and non-binary characters into being.
In the Aftermath
Eva Freeman
‘Green would work but blue, cobalt blue to be precise, would be better.’
Fiction set in Flatbush by Eva Freeman.
Tides
Sara Freeman
‘She has always wanted this: to slip beneath the surface, to dispossess herself.’
An extract from Sara Freeman’s forthcoming novel.
Traces
Ruchir Joshi
‘Calcutta is an hourglass and each person is a grain of sand. Each day, we all pour through the opening.’
Photographs and memoir by Ruchir Joshi.
