HOLY CITY
by Lewis WarshFiction
She had been teaching for twenty years and in all that time she had only slept with one student, a young woman named Arlette. It was during the time in her life that she referred to as the worst time when talking with friends.
The Sweethearts
by Mario BenedettiFiction
At first, I would greet her from my sidewalk and she would respond with a nervous and instantaneous gesture. Afterwards, she would leap away, striking her knuckles against the walls, and, upon arriving at the corner, vanish without looking back. From the beginning, I liked her long face, her disdainful agility, and her striking blue jacket that looked more like a boys.
An Excerpt from Jacques Roubauds forthcoming novel, The Loop
by Jacques RoubaudFiction
Translated from the French by Jeff Fort (Dalkey Archive Press)
RERUNS REZOOMED a serial novel
by Jonathan BaumbachFiction
In the morning, I went out into the hall to look for my old room, knocked on a few doors. Various residents answered my knocks, invited me in for a drink or not, seemed at home with themselves.