November 2009 proved to be the end point of one the great literary hunts of recent times.
Nic Kelman’s debut novel girls was a Book of the Year in The New York Journal and The San Francisco Chronicle.
He spits over the side of the tower and pats the handle of the revolver in his belt.
Ali Smith is called “astonishing” by the New York Times and a “a genius” by Alain de Botton.
There won’t be any more taunts. They call him ‘Veg’ but from now on they will call him ‘Meat’.
And I see her, the girl of my crutched dreams – La Gioconda smoking a pipe that’s not a pipe
If you travel far inside the one you love, into the distant continents that lie beyond the breakwaters and the ports of call
Six months before she died – it must have been just before she was diagnosed – I saw her, but she didn’t see me.
I remove her hands at the wrist without permission because she never touches my dick.
Her teacher asked them to take a piece of paper and write a nice word describing, one by one, everybody in the class.