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Autumn de Wilde

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Elizabeth McCracken
Yiyun Li
Ben Fountain
H. P. Lovecraft

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NEWS & EVENTS

News and Events

Short Fiction Competition Is Open!

The Short Fiction Competition is open for entries! The judge is the dazzling Tommy Orange, whose debut novel, There There, won the 2019 PEN/Hemingway Award, was a finalist for the 2019 Pulitzer Prize for Fiction, and was among the most acclaimed books of the year...

Summer Is Here

The editors are thrilled to announce the release of the Summer 2019 edition, designed by the seminal punk photographer Ruby Ray, with contributions from BBC National Short Story Award-winner Sarah Hall and the late Christopher Isherwood, among others...

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Story artwork by guest designer Hung  Liu

Notes on Design
Hung Liu

What deep wounds ever closed without a scar?
—Lord Byron

I paint from historical photographs. My subjects have been prostitutes, refugees, street performers, soldiers, laborers, and prisoners, among others. By washing these subjects in veils of dripping linseed oil, I both preserve and destroy the image. My style has been called a kind of weeping realism that embodies ideas like the erosion of memory and the passage of time. I try to summon the ghosts of history into the present.
     I was born in China in 1948, near the end of the civil war between the Nationalists and the Communists. In 1968—at the age of twenty—I was sent to the countryside for proletarian reeducation during the Cultural Revolution. I worked as a peasant for four years, mostly growing wheat and corn. I remember one day looking up from the field and seeing an airplane high overhead, cutting silently through the sky. I wondered where it was . . .

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