The morning Helin walked out to die, she dressed carelessly in a loose T-shirt and jeans. She did not brush her hair. The room she shared with three others in a Beirut tenement stank of sweat. Her daughter Lulu sang on the bed, small hands waving, weaving stories.
Raqqa Road: A Syrian Escape
Isis in Darkness
Margaret Atwood presents a man pining for his lost love over decades.
Do Not Say We Have Nothing
An extract from Madeleine Thien‘s Man-Booker shortlisted novel.
Zulu Romeo Foxtrot
Douglas Coupland on rock-star font Helvetica.
In Sight of the Lake
A women looks for control in a story by Alice Munro.
A mildewed dystopia from Camilla Grudova.
‘She was Some Pig. Her eggs easily incorporated the human genetic code. All her piglets were star patents.’
‘The history of human thought, she would sigh despairingly, was nothing more, after all, than an arduous dream.’
‘He was at home in the water, and it was from here that he would find ways to live, reasons to live.’