The Simple Art of Killing a Woman – Patricia Melo

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While violent fantasy is cathartic, it does not bring about justice. That, the narrator comes to realize, is found elsewhere.

kochanie, today i bought bread – Uljana Wolf

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It’s a testament to Nissan’s work as a translator that this collection of Wolf’s poems offers an abundance of doorways for English-language readers. You don’t need to be steeped in the history of German poetry to engage with this book deeply and powerfully.

Julian Tepper

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Writing is its own experiment and we cannot determine whether the experiment has worked until we’ve given it a go.

Full Stop and PACBI

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Full Stop stands proudly in solidarity with the people of occupied Palestine in committing to the Palestinian Campaign for the Academic and Cultural Boycott of Israel (PACBI) guidelines.

The Sanctuary – Gustavo Eduardo Abrevaya

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Álvaro, an Argentinian indie filmmaker traveling to a cabin in the south of his country to finish writing a screenplay . . . simply can’t shut off his attempts to turn every real-life event into a plot point.

The Woman Back from Moscow: In Pursuit of Beauty – Ha Jin

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Yomei remains an adherent of the Stanislavskian method she learns in Russia. . . . Jin’s novel is, in many ways, an attempt to apply this principle to fiction.

Rita Bullwinkel

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While I was writing Headshot I didn’t feel like I was watching a boxing tournament, I felt like I was fighting in it. I was trying to write from a space of inside the girls’ bodies, and inside the space of the tournament. Youth sports tournaments can have their own physics.

Barefoot Doctor – Can Xue

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The writing has nothing to hide behind. That alone can make a reader nervous. What’s even more nerve-rending is the prospect of living inside an artistic experiment when its creator has warned you there’s no trapdoor.

Still Alive – LJ Pemberton

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I keep thinking of STILL ALIVE as a queer Fight Club for the millennial generation. Like that earlier Gen-X novel, STILL ALIVE retains a critique of the empty promises of capitalism, one that centers queer women instead of macho men. In place of fist-fighting, we get fisting.

Dispatches from the Diaspora – Gary Younge

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By placing his Blackness at the center of his project as a journalist, Younge has been able to make clear-eyed examinations of racial politics around the globe