Ankush Saikia — Excerpt: For the rest of his life, the burning bird and the death of his father remained inseparably linked in Yingpai’s mind.
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Of Beauty in the Quotidian
Aditi Yadav — Excerpt: You live always in motion—onward, forward. But never quite perfect—just as the circle doesn’t really get a final closure, reminding us of our limitations and transient existence.
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Sexual Imagery in Four Ottoman Desserts (or The Sweet, Sweet Objectification of Women)
Ecem Yucel — Excerpt: Tulumba (Kerhane Tatlısı), pump (or brothel dessert) — / deep fried batter, coated in thick, / saccharine syrup, resembling churros.
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Mosh Pit
Tim Frank — Excerpt: Humbled, it occurs to Mylene, nobody likes Tchaikovsky or even classical music—not anymore.
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You have to laugh or you’d cry
Sarah Das Gupta — Excerpt: There was a loud chorus of ‘oohs’ and ‘ahs’ as I went through A and E with a blood soaked towel on my head, looking like the Queen of Sheba in a horror movie.