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Crystals
Kate Lebo
‘Sam had a urate crystal in his toe, built by genes and rich eating.’
Kate Lebo on Xylitol.
The Mob and the Crowd
Noémi Lefebvre
‘The purveyors of legitimate violence are what matter above all’.
An excerpt from the novel Poetics of Work.
Three poems
Verity Spott
‘I’m better now, & time spreads away / across the flood.’
Three new poems from Verity Spott.
House of Flies
Claudia Durastanti
‘The disappointment only spread later, like an odorless gas seeping through the pipes, and the only complaints heard were from old people wandering around anxiously in the fog.’
Translated from the Italian by Elizabeth Harris.
In Conversation
Katherine Angel & Sam Byers
‘I was experiencing a sort of muteness and inhibition, a need to burrow away and think, quietly, alone.’
Katherine Angel, author of Tomorrow Sex Will Be Good Again speaks to Sam Byers, author of Come Join Our Disease.
Lice
A. K. Blakemore
‘I often had head lice as a child. Outbreaks circulated around my primary school on a seasonal basis.’
A new essay from the author of The Manningtree Witches.
Clara’s Parrot
Hebe Uhart
‘He laughs with a human laugh, a sinister and forceful cackle.’
Newly translated work from the Argentine writer Hebe Uhart.
Two Poems
Khairani Barokka
‘a powerful blast ignited in their latest attempt to grow lives in the dirt of your online receipt, human blood carries all kinds of filigreed debris’
In Conversation
Jeremy Atherton Lin & Kevin Brazil
‘My larger concern is that as we sequester online, our lack of imagination threatens to foreclose our respect for other people’s realities.’
Selected
Sam Byers
‘Across the country, at any given moment lives are unravelling in rooms of crushing uniformity.’
Undreamed Shores
Frances Larson
‘Miss C (who is fairly young and pretty) can’t go off by herself with a solitary man, however respectable, to live on the Siberian tundra.’
