“So you found me. Well done. Don’t think for a moment that I’m merely a story. Oh no, not even close. I have thoughts, feelings, ideas, just like you. Just like any other sentient being.” This sentient story beckons to be read, to be shared; to live forever. Darius Jones blurs the line between reader and read. Where do you begin, and where does the story end?
Natalie Chudnovsky’s ‘Pregnant Women Like My Radishes Best’ portrays a witch stuck between juxtaposing lives – that of past and present, keeping her tradition alive while dealing with the modern world. The dark humour that arises from this juxtaposition solidifies its place in this issue.