‘You might think, who is this, and I might say, this is God, and what are you to do?’
You might think, who is this, and I might say, this is God, and what are you to do? Or I might say, a bird! Or I could tell you, Madame, Monsieur, Sir, Madam, how this name was given to me – I was christened Parrot because my hair was coloured carrot, because my skin was burned to feathers, and wh…
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‘The anglophone world, we have to infer, has run out of words for its own feelings.’
Daisy Hildyard on the wisdom of scarecrows.
‘What is the read receipt for?’
Lillian Fishman on texting, power and the ethics of leaving a friend on read.
‘Like pretty much everyone who uses the internet, I have seen many terrible things that I did not search for and that I cannot unsee.’
Rosanna McLaughlin on what the internet thinks she wants.
‘I have a pathological addiction to the internet, which I indulge with the excuse of making art. It rarely translates to anything good and mostly leaves me overstimulated and afraid.’
Paul Dalla Rosa on excess and the internet.
‘rumors of bees on speedwell, / no oxidative stress just / effortless pollination’
Two poems by Sylvia Legris.
Peter Carey on Alexis de Tocqueville, writing fiction and the inspiration for his forthcoming novel.
‘I lost my own father at 12 yrs. of age and know what it is to be raised on lies and silences’.
‘We talked about Alison’s blood. We asked her what she thought this mystery could be. Really what we wanted was to be told that everything was OK. There was a look on Alison's face when she asked. I cannot describe it, but it was not a face seeking medical “facts”.’
‘Every time I tried to write more, it turned out to be a fruitless endeavor – I felt like I was trapped in a sealed room with no windows.’
Fiction by Yu Hua, translated by Michael Berry.
‘One did not have high hopes for Gettysburg. Nor for Pennsylvania in general. Having grown up in Indiana, Diana felt she’d earned her condescension.’
Fiction by Jessi Jezewska Stevens.
‘He was stamped darkly onto the wide stretch of sea like a single footprint.’
