Flesh

Flesh

He and Ödon wait in the cold wood. It’s a winter afternoon and under the trees it’s already quite dark as they stand next to the car smoking cigarettes. “Who’re we waiting for?” István asks. “Just some guys,” Ödön says. “Are we in Croatia?” István asks, a minute...
The New Accelerator

The New Accelerator

So it was I had my first experience of the New Accelerator. Practically we had been running about and saying and doing all sorts of things in the space of a second or so of time. We had lived half an hour while the band had played, perhaps, two bars. But the effect it...
There Are Little Kingdoms

There Are Little Kingdoms

It was deadening winter, one of those feeble afternoons with coal smoke for light, but I found myself in reliably cheerful form. I floated above it all, pleasantly distanced, though the streets were as dumb-witted as always that day, and the talkshops were a babble of...
Congo Journey

Congo Journey

Just after four in the morning, Nze stuck his head through the tent-flap. ‘Psst!’ he said. ‘Dr Lary! Let me in!’ Lary, coughing his odd, dry, rapid little cough, switched on his torch and undid the ties. ‘I’m dying!’ said Nze,...
My Year of Rest and Relaxation

My Year of Rest and Relaxation

“Can I have another Xanax?” Reva asked. “I can’t spare another, Reva. Sorry.” She was quiet for a while. The air got tense. “The only thing I can think to do to make Ken pay for the way he’s jerked me around is to keep it. But I won’t. Anyway, thanks for listening.”...