Hemingway and Parataxis, by Peter Jordan When the 22-year-old Ernest Hemingway relocated to Paris in 1921 some of the century’s greatest experimental writers were already there. At ...
Departure from the Motherland, by Linda Collins I’m making a pasta dish, something I did when I was a mother of a living child. It’s the first time I’ve cooked pasta since my daughter died...
Saturday Mornings Belong to Mr Blue, by Kenna Lee Edler Every Saturday morning the ones living in containers flocked out from their metallic rectangular homes to see what the service van had broug...
Creative Non-Fiction: ‘Head Smash’ by Lara Newson In a pot in my bedside cabinet are fragments of skull. My skull. Shards of off-white bone, too many and too shattered to ever fit back...
