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Hari Kunzru imagines an Indian future where inequality is taken to an all-too-imaginable extreme.
Darcey Steinke on mothers and monsters.
Anne Carson’s literary talk show.
‘When the revolution began, it seemed possible, for a moment, that I was helping create a place I could belong to.’
‘The absence of Indian foreign correspondents was, and is, unexceptional’
‘A single pod of cardamom! Was that enough? To flavour an entire life’s pot of time?’
‘I knew Merrill and his life only a little, just at the end, but I hope this sketch, this etching, adds something to our understanding of him.’
‘I winced like an owlet, ate my salad of raw beef’
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