Tim Kiely

      The Human Business If J.M. Spugg inspired anything like admiration or fellow-feeling, it was among people who had never actually interacted with J.M. Spugg. To those blessed few he had only been the face of a million charity buckets up and down...

Rida Jaleel

      Butterfly Clips Tucked within the geographic irrelevance of a small town in South India stands a tiny red-brick villa. More than twice my age, this is the house that my grandparents moved into when my mother was five. So, although it didn’t...

Cliff McNish

Heaven For starters, the standard works everyone gets: three trumpets blown in unison; your name acclaimed to the galactic hegemony of stars; plus assorted angels with ceramically smooth hands (the nail-work!) casting wholesale quantities of petals (flowers of the...

Jesse Keng Sum Lee

Eye Candy Lloyd is dressed like a candy bar in an all-too-bright gas station. Gleaming red tracksuit, brand name under the sternum like a label. Nike – Organic, Nutty, Satisfying. Clothes like buzzwords. Sunglasses like the metal sheen to the wrapper, my...

Kapka Nilan

      After the Tribe When she left, the winds picked up and the bloated sun filled the horizon with fire, the sky turning ochre. She hurried in the heat, leaving behind what she called a tribe, not a homeland.  She still remembers the scale of the...

Jude Mason

      The Small and Many Forms of Sadness I have compiled an incomplete list of the small and many forms of sadness that can be experienced by humans. The sadness of cracking the spine of a new book. The sadness of odd socks. The sadness of attempting...