My memory is of Rolly under me, marveling “we just want to please each other,” while I peered down at my pressed white breasts rocking against his damp chest. The ...
An exclusive extract from Michael Nath’s forthcoming novel, The Treatment. At The Black Gun, Kim’s boyfriend made a fuss of Claire, which was just to be welcoming, and had Kim pretending ...
We pick one from among us. Her name is Karen. Karen can’t believe it. Or at least she acts like she can’t. “Me?” Karen’s eyes, unremarkable only moments ago, become ...
Ordinarily, I would have continued on my way to Enugu and only wondered what some brown huts were doing up a hillock when they should be located somewhere in northern ...
Allan had only just sat down at his desk, but already he could feel the prickly heat radiating off his chest. Appreciatively, gratefully, he looked left out the classroom windows ...
It’s the eyes, man. The fucking eyes. They look at ye like yer something disgusting, something deplorable. But also something to be pitied. Like a mangy dog, man. Like a ...
When I try to understand this place, I don’t. The cups are hovering over the tables, and liquid is suspended in clouds above the cups. Chair legs do not reach ...
From the novel White Chrysanthemum, published by Chatto & Windus. It is nearly dawn, and the semi-darkness casts strange shadows along the footpath. Hana distracts her mind so that she ...
With underwater photography by Zena Holloway. I: Birth Breath. Knife. Dive. Gum. Pill. These the first words you lisped, as though the sea needed to mark you, make sure whose ...
Of all the little hedgehogs in the garden, there was one that they rarely saw. She lived alone by the northern fence. Her home was cold and draughty, and she ...
The first time I had broke into my grandmother’s backyard to smoke menthols and poison her flowers was four months ago, when the Arizona air was still hot with monsoon ...
Translated by Agnel Joseph. Unlike how he sounded on the phone, the man came across as agreeable in person. He stated his business briefly, giving Adams the impression he was ...
Autumn snakes through the suburbs, claiming one tree after another. It sheds a skin of dead leaves.
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label me all you want, but i’m an easy, logical man of faith nonetheless.
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Regnauld was somewhere further up towards the transept, turned toward the statuary of the chapel of Sainte Thérèse.
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campfire crackles, spits sparks into black sky, crackle like old woman laughter.
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You were a dream come false. I woke up smiling. That was a rare moment when I felt free of you, when the walls weren’t made of you and I ...
The attack on Aristotle’s theory of the quintessence is merely a preliminary to demolishing his conclusion: that the universe was eternal because that fifth element, ether, has a circular motion; ...
“I love you so much,” my husband told me quietly as he moved farther away from my unclothed body, wrapping himself within the sheets and letting out a muffled ...
Everything was shaping up for a perfect midsummer night. Rainey stowed the wok and the coolers with the oil, samosas, fruit, ice and bottles in the prow of the dinghy.
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