Geoffrey Biddle’s photographs of his family.
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My Daughter
Geoffrey Biddle
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Alphabet City
Geoffrey Biddle
‘When I first worked here, the neighbourhood was not called Alphabet City. It was the Puerto Rican part of the Lower East Side and the Puerto Ricans called it Loisaida, low-ee-SIGH-da, a new York-Puerto Rican version of Lower East Side.’
Four Poems
Hu Xudong
‘That shiny / black tooth exuding the indisputable / urgency of the bite’
Four poems by Hu Xudong, translated by Margaret Ross.
The Suffering of Presence and Absence
Leslie Shang Zhefeng
‘Many of these residents are unable to afford life in Shanghai and refer to themselves as “the living dead”.’
Leslie Shang Zhefeng photographs vacant apartments and the people who have made them their homes.
In Her Room
Wang Anyi
‘It would be wrong to say she hasn’t experienced life. Instead, it would be more apt to describe her as someone whom time has slipped by without leaving the slightest trace.’
Fiction by Wang Anyi, translated by Michael Berry.
Images of Women
Elvira Navarro
‘In the years before his stroke, just how many times had her father told a woman he loved her after dating for two or three weeks?’
Fiction by Elvira Navarro, translated by Christina MacSweeney.
The Middle Ages: Approaching the Question of a Terminal Date
David Szalay
‘What is left? What is he to wrap himself in, now that everything has floated off into space?’
