Memento Mori
“I am a new addict to lipstick. I wear dark shades that can’t be hidden. I wear shades of red.” Story of the Week (February 19), by Manjiri Indurkar.
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DÃa De Los Muertos
“We spend all day making pan de muerto. We bake the sweet bread to look like a skull. I knead my two thumbs in the skull to make little eye-sockets.” Story of the Week (February 12), by Eliot Hudson.
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The Lives of Others
“Manik knew what it was like to be young and hopeful.” Story of the Week (January 28), by Nadia Kabir Barb.
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The Writer Formerly Known as Ozimede
“To know the name of a thing is to have a form of control over that thing.” Story of the Week (January 8), by Ozimede Sunny Ekhalume.
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Rebecca
“He could be sentimental, yet in the same breath a ruthless cynic; an idealist with little patience for impractical dreams…” Story of the Week (December 18), by Zino Asalor.
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At the Tri-Bridge
“Trees added to the rain showering red petals all over the sidewalk. The sight of youngsters splashing water at each other made me angry.” Story of the Week (December 11), by Smitha Peter.
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Rents
“He never pictured they’d grow old together. He never thought they’d grow old.” Story of the Week (December 4), by L. Haiman.
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A Marble Paleness
Story of the Week (November 27), excerpted from Michal Hvorecký’s novel ‘Danube in America’. Translated from Slovak by Eva Hudecová and Mark Lencho.
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Mramorová bledosť
Original Slovak text of Michal Hvorecký’s ‘A Marble Paleness’.
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The End of Childhood
Story of the Week (November 20), excerpted from Michal Hvorecký’s novel ‘Danube in America’. Translated from Slovak by Eva Hudecová and Mark Lencho.
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