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Sylvia Plachy

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Sylvia Plachy
’Pemi Aguda
Jim Shepard
Ariel Dorfman
Haruki Murakami
Jack Gain

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Short Fiction Competition

Many thanks to all who entered the 2021 Short Fiction Competition. We appreciate the opportunity to read such bright and brilliant new work.

From nearly 2,000 submissions, guest judge and 2021 Pulitzer Prize finalist Daniel Mason honored the following stories . . .

Winter 2021/2022 Edition

The editors are thrilled to announce the release of the Winter 2021/2022 Edition, designed by the acclaimed photographer Sylvia Plachy, with contributions from National Magazine Award finalist ’Pemi Aguda, National Book Award finalist Jim Shepard, and Tanizaki Prize–winner Haruki Murakami, among others.

Five Questions with Sylvia Plachy

Why did you accept the invitation to design the Winter 2021/2022 edition of All-Story?
You called at the right time—if you had called half an hour earlier or later . . . I don’t know. The timing was right: I needed a shorter, smaller project. 

Any challenges?
The biggest challenge was to arrange . . .

FROM THE ARCHIVE

Story artwork by guest designer Jeffrey  Gibson

Meet Me at the Edge
Deborah Forbes

“Meet Me at the Edge” was awarded first prize in the 2020 Zoetrope: All-Story Short Fiction Competition, as judged by Téa Obreht.

In the hospital, Eleanor’s body loses its boundaries. A sliver of white sheet, crisp as paper. Shine of peripheral metal, shine of significance lost on her. Light without meaning or shadow. Tell me it is night and I will believe you. Tell me it is morning and I will believe you. This sheet has not been laundered properly. It tastes of chemicals. Her mother showed her how. Remember water. Remember her fingers slippery with soap, sliding off each other. Does she still have fingers? No pain, nothing missing. I haven’t suffered.

This sheet was never dried in the sun. Warmth from the dryer can mimic but not make a fine day, wind loose and unconstrained. The seasons used to take care of themselves. Now it’s all pull . . .

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