Christina Nordlander
April 11, 2024
When my friend Pythias told me that he would go abroad for a year to trade, and asked me to swear an oath to look…
April 2, 2024
Heikki sat at the end of the Christmas dinner table, the place Hilda called “the seat of honour”: a ridiculous idea of what it meant…
March 4, 2024
For over a year he lived in Sampaguita’s apartment down in Vero Beach. He joked that she hadn’t needed to give him a place to…
March 4, 2024
Gordon was barely over twenty when he stood in the crowd of Gustav Adolf Square waiting for the results of the election. The crowd had…
February 5, 2024
No longer to be able to trust one’s senses is such a fate that one may argue whether it is milder than the gallows: to…
January 13, 2024
The first time Jörgen and Malena used the threat was when Katja was ten. Qetesh must have been one year old; Katja had been nine…
December 10, 2023
It astonished me when I realised there were people who designed urns for babies. Cat-eared, pink, baby blue, shaped like a teddy bear or a…
November 19, 2023
When I moved out, I bought nail polish for the first time. Almost an entire row of little glass bottles: frosted, sparkling, pearlescent. Lipstick in…
October 25, 2023
3. Coma A kind pointy woman with glasses on a lanyard around her neck, in an office in Seventies brown, said that she couldn’t be…
October 25, 2023
If the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways I keep, and…