fiction
FICTION / Pest control
Geronimo rushed inside the hole coughing, somehow managing to shut the door behind him. His mother Telapatra grabbed her son, hugging her tight for an instant before smacking him across the back. “How many times did I tell you not to go out at this hour?” cried Telapatra.
Motion
There are no lamplights in this end of the neighbourhood. Only tall trees standing upright on either side of the road, their leaves drooping down in lament for a long-forgotten motion.
BOOK REVIEW: FICTION / Otherness and invisible identities
'The Hippo Girl and Other Stories' holds up a mirror to a society that judges and ridicules those that do not adhere to its shortsighted vision of a homogenised culture.
BOOK REVIEW: FICTION / ‘Decibels, dollars, days: down’: An experiential novel about hearing and loss
Callahan’s novel came to her during the pandemic when she found herself waking up with a large ringing noise in her head.
BOOK REVIEW: FICTION / A wound in our experience
“An exceptional novel that makes gender disappear to build unconventional love and friendship”
Afloat, Untethered
From every direction strong torrents meet Collide, counter, and begrudgingly recede.
The Oracle
He was, like most children, easily amused. Unlike most other children however, he never hesitated to express it. He was full of life and energy.
FICTION / Storm child
You must have heard the story of your birth a thousand times by now, sweetheart. Your mother and I—home alone.
INTERVIEW / Outliers take centre-stage in Shah Tazrian Ashrafi’s debut collection
It’s hard not to recall our many conversations about literature as I try to summarise Shah Tazrian Ashrafi’s debut collection of short stories. They were always short discussions, opening and closing off in spurts, as happens over text. Exclamations over a new essay collection by Zadie Smith, or a new novel by Isabel Allende.
Pest control
Geronimo rushed inside the hole coughing, somehow managing to shut the door behind him. His mother Telapatra grabbed her son, hugging her tight for an instant before smacking him across the back. “How many times did I tell you not to go out at this hour?” cried Telapatra.
Motion
There are no lamplights in this end of the neighbourhood. Only tall trees standing upright on either side of the road, their leaves drooping down in lament for a long-forgotten motion.
Otherness and invisible identities
'The Hippo Girl and Other Stories' holds up a mirror to a society that judges and ridicules those that do not adhere to its shortsighted vision of a homogenised culture.
‘Decibels, dollars, days: down’: An experiential novel about hearing and loss
Callahan’s novel came to her during the pandemic when she found herself waking up with a large ringing noise in her head.
A wound in our experience
“An exceptional novel that makes gender disappear to build unconventional love and friendship”
Afloat, Untethered
From every direction strong torrents meet Collide, counter, and begrudgingly recede.
The Oracle
He was, like most children, easily amused. Unlike most other children however, he never hesitated to express it. He was full of life and energy.
Storm child
You must have heard the story of your birth a thousand times by now, sweetheart. Your mother and I—home alone.
Outliers take centre-stage in Shah Tazrian Ashrafi’s debut collection
It’s hard not to recall our many conversations about literature as I try to summarise Shah Tazrian Ashrafi’s debut collection of short stories. They were always short discussions, opening and closing off in spurts, as happens over text. Exclamations over a new essay collection by Zadie Smith, or a new novel by Isabel Allende.
The journey
If you travel on a bus, always take the window seat.
