Written by Jorge Luis Cáceres. Translated by Paul Merchant. español David Trepaud cast a final glance over his diary, where he regularly noted down appointments with his patients, as he liked to term the clients who visited his office in the Alhambra building, on República del Salvador Avenue. He did this lying down on the […]
By Gerardo Sifuentes. Translated by Paul Merchant. español Once my neighbour saw lights in the sky. That’s why he watched it constantly, because he thought they’d bring him a message from another planet, and while he waited he spent his afternoons on the rooftop with a pair of binoculars and a six-pack of Tecate. His […]
Written by Mariano Blatt. Translated by Paul Merchant. Kevin I go on the scooter to buy bread it’s like 10am so I think a bit about god so I think a bit about Kevin I stop in the square and high-five the kids I drink mate they ask me what’s up I think […]
Written by Carolina Massola. Translated by Paul Merchant. from The fish’s docility Magnolia Inventing the invisible at the mouth like the stalk lifeless by the coming spring, the sparkling blinds the ruins of pupils. When yesterday’s branches sweat magnolias and over and over you put tongue to pollen, You ancient scarab, […]
Written by Mercedes Araujo. Translated by Paul Merchant. from Travelling alone Travelling alone. The crossing will not be lightened. I was born among mountains, I pursue grass and yearn for the desert. The desert makes pilgrims equal. And the women among them? We, the women, are moved by the light which […]