Round and round they go. A short story by Thijs de Boer
I’ve heard people say that in your dreams you can never have any control over the light. And that if you want to know for sure whether or not you’re dreaming, you have to try turning the light off or on.
By Maartje Wortel. Translated from the Dutch by Michele Hutchison
When you move house, you move the stuff with you. Beneath a few notebooks and rubber bands, there’s a letter from a former lover. You no longer see each other.
by Nina Polak. Translated from the Dutch by Vivien D. Glass
Nothing better to put a broken heart into perspective, I think to myself, than the inanity of the llama, the enlightenment of the sloth, the opportunism of the chimpanzee.
By Hanna Bervoets. Translated from the Dutch by Jonathan Reeder
Today does not mark anything particularly special, but nevertheless there is an 8o per cent chance that today is a special day: I must increase measurement sensitivity, be alert to abnormal behaviour.
‘You can pay for half the procedure.’
‘How much is that gonna be?’
‘I think it costs two hundred and fifty dollars,’ I say. ‘But I might just be getting that from Dirty Dancing.’
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'So you hop on a teapot and listen to this chick called Moon or June or Spoon who wants to tell you you’ve a beautiful aura, but doesn’t want to discuss her RL non-existence as a dental technician in Las Cruces.'
Bournemouth.
A mild morning in early May.
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