“Blumen, Blumen selbst pflücken
Kommt mit mir nach Hause
Du bist süβ und sehr, sehr schön
Drinnen oder Draußen
Eine ist weiß, eine ist gelb
Einige begann sich zu röten
Ob im Boden
Auf dem Tisch
Immer für die Toten”
(Song from Verwelktag)
This week has been a busy week for publications.
On Monday Asymmetry Fiction published my story ‘White Lips’. This is a story about strange neighbours, childhood fear, and getting yourself into situations you can’t easily extract yourself from.
You can read the story online here; www.asymmetryfiction.com/white-lips/
In some ways ‘Verwelktag’, published in the latest Lackington’s, is a very different story, yet there is still that sense of compression by the place where you live. This is my attempt at writing my own take on a Schauerroman, a German tradition of Gothic story.
The magazine is a real treat, with stories by Premee Mohamed, Kate Heartfield, R.M. Graves, Laura Friis, A.J. Hammer, and J.M. Guzman. Subscribers will also get an Exquisite Corpse story by Mike Allen, Amal El-Mohtar, Vajra Chandrasekera, Natalia Theodoridou, and JY Yang.
You can pick up the issue, or subscribe here www.lackingtons.com/issues/issue-17-spring-2018/
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