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Cloud Seeding

Krista Foss

‘It’s not a fairy tale or a mystery. It’s a transaction.’

Two Indians

Falen Johnson

‘I can’t go back there. I know what they think. I know what they see.’ A new play by Falen Johnson.

The Fjord of Eternity

Lisa Moore

‘Insurance fraud of the sort Trisha investigated involved perps who were dentists with erectile malfunction, men who were scarfing anti-depressants and hit a wall.’

Le Champ de Bataille

Dominique Fortier

J’ai un très grand chagrin d’amour. Et toi, qui aimes-tu? Les garçons ou les filles? Ou seulement les livres et les échecs?

De roses et d’insectes

Chloé Savoie-Bernard

C’est une des premières choses que je lui ai dites, J’ai des daddy issues.

Vie du père

Alain Farah

L’homme dont les paroles ont inauguré cette histoire va donc voir ou plutôt revoir, alors qu’il se déplace dans un temps parallèle, les meilleures scènes de sa vie.

Seven People with the Same Name and their Discrete Moments

Han Yujoo

Erica Chung’s translation of ‘Seven People with the Same Name and their Discrete Moments’ by Han Yujoo is the winner of Harvill Secker’s Young Translators’ Prize 2017.

Sorry to Disturb You

Jack Underwood

The only thing scarier than ghosts are the ghosts working at a call center.

The Headless Woman

Gonçalo M. Tavares

‘The mother advances, already headless, looking for her three children.’ Filial horror from Gonçalo M. Tavares, translated by Francisco Vilhena.

Boathouse

Jon Fosse

‘It was this summer that the restlessness came over me.’ Translated from the Norwegian by May-Brit Akerholt.

Given

Jesmyn Ward

‘Given played football with single-minded purpose his senior year, the fall before he died.’

Turbines

Claire Luchette

‘We took turns tying tight the laces.’

New fiction by Claire Luchette.

M*rphed

Robert Coover

‘I am not now who or what I was when I wrote this. I change as you read. I am changing now.’ New fiction from Robert Coover.

The Scream

Djaimilia Pereira de Almeida

‘That supremacist is the idea, in those brothers and sisters of mine, of shyness (which no one understands) being an encumbrance that they should purge as they try to find in their interaction with the world a perfect mixture of disdain, meekness and expansiveness.’