By Inés Bortagaray. Translated by Dunja Fehimovic. español Ludmila opened the door and exaggerated her outrage by squeezing her chin against her chest and opening her arms in a pontifical posture. ‘Let me know the next time you’re going to arrive an hour late… So inconsiderate.’ Muriel came in on her tiptoes looking down at […]
By Gustavo Valle. Translated by Dunja Fehimovic (Chapters 1 and 2 from the novel Bajo Tierra) Photography by Cristina Matos-Albers, from the series “Caracas La Bella”. Chapter 1 There are a lot of people looking for people and you notice it, you really do. Explaining that is not important. Lost things tend to take the reason […]
By Inés Bortagaray. Translated by Dunja Fehimovic and Christopher Schafenacker. I I could say that those peering out from the shadows are Guaraníes: that it’s them who hide behind trees, watching visitors with silent stares and sandpaper palms and knees poised to take quick, furtive, Guaraní steps. But I know nothing about the Guaraní, nor […]
By Inés Bortagaray. Translated by Dunja Fehimovic. español We walk under the trees on a freezing June day. We move forward in silence and hear the rustle of the grass dampened by an intermittent drizzle that fell in the afternoon. I look at his black moccasins, so ill suited to walking in the mountains. A touchingly formal pair […]