‘If you were twenty in the summer of 1967, San Francisco was the only place to be.’
If you were twenty in the summer of 1967, San Francisco was the only place to be. The number one song told us all to wear flowers in our hair, as we were going to meet some gentle people there.
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Ariel Saramandi on her experience teaching in a lycée in Mauritius.
Fiction by Sidik Fofana, set in the South.
Kevin Maxwell on the police in the UK.
Morgan Parker and Rachel Long in conversation.
Poetry by Danez Smith, author of Don't Call Us Dead.
‘They’d practiced it ont bus into town: to mek sure Kel gorrin, they’d go past bouncer together, talking reyt loud about periods, so he wouldn’t even bother asking Kel her date of birth.’
‘The church has no thoughts. The church is brick and glass. If they ever slept there, they would see that.’
‘You discover during your very first lessons that the problem of singing better involves overcoming many other problems you had not ever imagined.’
‘Narrative is control, dominance, purposeful withholding, flirting’
‘You’ve seen I’m sure a performer on stage stock-still – during which time he waits for his ovation. This is how I am these days.’
New fiction from Diane Williams.
Caoilinn Hughes on why Zadie Smith’s On Beauty is the best book of 2005
