Through the memories of ordinary people

Naheed Mustafa on what oral histories tell us about Afghanistan @ Maisonneuve. My grandmother often said that as the elders died, so would history. She came from an oral tradition and she was a master storyteller. The details would occasionally shift—the colour of her scarf, the number of guests at a wedding, how many goats… Read more »

How many F words are there in Feminism?

Rebecca Swift on the inheritance of feminism @ Granta. When I was eighteen, during my gap year, I worked in a boutique bookshop in Hampstead, to earn money towards a six-month trip to Australia. I didn’t earn much (£46.33 a week after tax) and didn’t have a clue what I was doing. I lasted six… Read more »

I know myself mostly as someone’s partner

William Henderson recounts living two lives @ Sea Giraffe. The first few weeks in my apartment are lonely. I haven’t lived alone in more than 12 years. My friends try, as does Holly (who I have to learn to think of as my ex-wife), and my mother is here for some of it, but most… Read more »

There is a joy in self-destruction

Jamie Rand on his memories and dreams of combat @ Carte Blanche. There is among the men who earn the title of Marine a certain joy in self-destruction. I know; I was one of them. We were masochists. We thought of pain as a hammer that shaped us and molded us and it was how… Read more »

The sacred and the sexual

Wendy Besel Hahn reflects on the complex history of the pregnant form @ Front Porch I reclined on the obstetrician’s examination table and stared at my exposed stomach. My white skin was taut, but soft. Weeks earlier I had announced my pregnancy to my colleagues and my students, seventeen-year-olds in my junior-level English classes. Since… Read more »