The cannery smells of fish and death and cleaning chemicals and the stink of old refrigerators. There are long metal tables covered in blood. The workers’ gloves and bibs are smeared with red and they all stand in a shallow pool of bloody water and guts. The boss explains each job on the line. Hea…
River So Close
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.
Melinda Moustakis | First Sentence
‘We all would like to think that with one line, one brush, we could make a reader fall madly in love, and there are writers that elicit such a response with the appropriately gorgeous.’
‘It was this summer that the restlessness came over me.’ Translated from the Norwegian by May-Brit Akerholt.
Assuming the Habits of the Day and Night
‘my every day is a being in of being / a mixity of worlds’