§ I’m following Google Maps. The blue line is a thinning footpath hugging the outside of Cabinteely Park. […]
Author: @MinorLits
ANONYMOU[S] is a brief series of texts submitted, read, and published anonymously, with the agreement of the author […]
I’m coming to pick you up,’ and I think no you’re not, no you’re not coming near me, […]
Last week, we featured two pieces of writing in translation by the highly-acclaimed Fionn Petch: an excerpt from […]
The following is from a work-in-progress, and not an excerpt from a finished work. When I upbraided the […]
The criollo agitator Introduced to Buenos Aires in the 1870s by English immigrants, Argentinian football was dominated until […]
Henryk is speaking: A man can do so very little and all too much. . . On a […]
Claudia Hernandez would prefer that I suppress superlatives from my descriptions of her work. I’ve done so except […]
I drain the dregs of my espresso martini and burst out laughing. “Remember when she fried her hair […]
The video shows an old man standing on a balcony. He’s wearing one of those black karakul caps […]
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