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A Prison Out of the Movies

A Prison Out of the Movies - story

Fernanda Melchor

The transfer began at two in the morning, while a northerly wind blustered furiously outside. Some of the prisoners didn’t even have time to dress before the Federal agents burst into their cells. Shoving and…

Odour of Chrysanthemums

Odour of Chrysanthemums - story

D.H. Lawrence

  I The small locomotive engine, Number 4, came clanking, stumbling down from Selston—with seven full waggons. It appeared round the corner with loud threats of speed, but the colt that it startled from among…

The Prophetic Pictures

The Prophetic Pictures - story

Nathaniel Hawthorne

“But this painter!” cried Walter Ludlow, with animation. “He not only excels in his peculiar art, but possesses vast acquirements in all other learning and science. He talks Hebrew with Dr. Mather and gives lectures…

Mandelbaum Gate

Mandelbaum Gate - story

Emile Habiby

“Well then tell her that she intends to get out of here, mister,” the Israeli policeman called out. He was standing, arms folded, at one entrance to Mandelbaum Gate when I explained to him that…

You Are the Bad Smell

You Are the Bad Smell - story

Kathy Anderson

“This isn’t the one,” she said, laying her hand on my arm. As if she was really sorry. “Stick a fork in me. I’m done,” I said. “No. You’re just upset. You thought this was…

Deception or Dreams of the Man Who Didn’t Lose His Shadow   

Deception or Dreams of the Man Who Didn’t Lose His Shadow   - story

Waciny Laredj

  1   Was it merely deception or something more?   The paths were so exhausting, and the days were so hard! Wouldn’t it have been better to take the short-cuts? Nothing is of any…

The Socialist

The Socialist - story

Ryūnosuke Akutagawa

He was a young socialist. His father, a minor official, had thus threatened to disown him. Yet he had remained true to his convictions, for he was possessed of both burning zeal and supportive friends….

Black Foam

Black Foam - story

Haji Jaber

A Chapter from the novel, Black Foam   (7)   He placed the suitcase lightly into the tray, and then took off to meet it on the other side. However, the soldier across from him…

The Detainee’s Tale as told to Ali Smith

The Detainee’s Tale as told to Ali Smith - story

Ali Smith

The first thing that happens, you tell me, is that school stops. We are meeting in a room in a London university so that you can tell me, in anodyne safe surroundings, a bit about…

The Dependant’s Tale as told to Marina Lewycka

The Dependant’s Tale as told to Marina Lewycka - story

Marina Lewycka

The nighTMaRe always sTaRTs in the same way: a big man standing at the foot of my bed, shouting at me. ‘Get up! Hurry hurry hurry! Pack up your stuff! We’ve come to take you…