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Waxy

Camilla Grudova

‘I felt intolerably miserable. There were posters everywhere reminding me I was Manless’

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Winnie and the Innocence of the World

Joost Zwagerman

‘This is how I became Winnie’s clandestine, outcast and utterly powerless guardian angel.’

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The Good Citizens

Christy Edwall

‘In the black fog of her grief, Anna Kraft received an invitation.’

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The Maenad

Eliza Robertson

‘She feels the wildness enter her and keeps her eyes shut.’ New fiction from Eliza Robertson.

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The Inheritance

Amelia Gray

‘The bag was full of fresh dogshit. The note attached read For my children and theirs.’

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The Threshold

Oliverio Coelho

‘In the not-too-distant future, all men would be on their feet, reduced to wearing out their soles on the streets.’

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Sarandí Street

Silvina Ocampo

‘Around the kerosene lamp fell slow drops of dead butterflies.’

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The Weak Spot

Sophie Mackintosh

‘There was a certain kind of teenage girl who would relish not just the killing, but the trophy taking, choosing a tooth and using the pliers herself.’

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The Liar

James Tadd Adcox

‘I remember the first time I lied. It may be my earliest memory.’

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Do Not Say We Have Nothing

Madeleine Thien

‘In a single year, my father left us twice.’

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Body Language

Juhea Kim

‘Always being pulled in opposite directions was how she remained upright.’

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Whatever Happened to Interracial Love?

Kathleen Collins

‘It’s the year of “the human being”. The year of race-creed-color blindness. It’s 1963.’

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Arcadia

Emma Cline

‘Could a place work on you like an illness?’

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Potted Meat

Steven Dunn

‘My cousin is an artist. He says, You draw some good knives but you still need to work on your stab wounds.’