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Read “The Man Who Became a Flamingo (4)” The Man Who Became a Flamingo (5) Oh Han Ki. Novelist. Analrealist Translated by Archana Madhavan Rabbit Head I stand facing DB. DB stands facing me. I take off my clothes. DB takes off her clothes as well. We become naked. I scratch my body. DB,
I Already Know the Answer, But Bak Solmay. A writer. Has published Eul, I Want to Write One Hundred Lines, Then What Do We Call, and The Time of a City. Recently she’s been thinking often about Bolaño, as well as “Move forward and expand by degrees.” Yi SangWoo. Yi SangWoo. Analrealist. Translated by Paige Aniyah Morris
Everything in Its Place By Choi Jung Wha Translated by Ji Won Park “That eczema is taking a while to heal,” said the department head as I was taking out my camera from the cabinet. From the dry tone of his voice, it was hard to tell whether he expected a response. Just as I
Mirrorism by Gu Byeongmo Translated by Beth Hong Hold on, where is this? I was sure just a moment before, no—not just before. Nothing is certain or determinable at this moment. The last thing I remember is all broken up into pieces like the hand of an excavated skeleton. I’m not even sure whether it
Mars Child By Kim Seong Joong Translated by Victoria Caudle Of the twelve lab animals launched to Mars, I am the only one left alive. We were thrust into the future, frozen in minus two-hundred and seventy-degree liquid helium. Even while my comrades’ trajectories changed from dreaming to death, I was faithfully beaming my vital
Park Min Jung’s “Barbie Vibes” is no longer available on Nabillera, as Stranger Press (UK) will be publishing another English translation of the story as a part of its IYAGI series. Thank you for loving our translation so far, and we hope to see you again with other translations.
A Relatively Peaceful Day of Yours by An Boyun Translated by Janine Kruger The name was born one step ahead of Yoo Jin. At that time Yoo Jin was a gourd shape, suspended in her mother’s uterus. Her nest in the ultrasound picture was like a hollow eye, a coal-black cavity. “You see this spot