Short Story

Bodies

Bodies

“I’ve stopped bringing my body out with me again. I date men who don’t have bodies and I pretend I don’t either.”

PETINF14-QuebecReads-Favicon-32x32Short story by Natalia Hero
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Ici la chair est partout

Ici la chair est partout

“She stays silent for the time it takes to determine that there are two dots, and then to find the words to defuse the bomb she’s about to drop. I pretend to listen but I’m already gone.”

PETINF14-QuebecReads-Favicon-32x32Translation by Emily Wilson
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Victoria on the Horizon

Victoria on the Horizon

A beautiful short story by Catherine Leroux from the collection Madame Victoria.

PETINF14-QuebecReads-Favicon-32x32Translation by Anna Matthews
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Paris in the Rain, from Arvida

Paris in the Rain, from Arvida

A short story from Arvida, finalist for the 2016 Best Translated Book Award.

PETINF14-QuebecReads-Favicon-32x32Translation by Donald Winkler
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The Muscles of Mermaids

The Muscles of Mermaids

“They say that when you look out to sea, you feel just as tiny as you do beneath the dark sky of night. That you disappear into the vastness of it all. That’s really all we’re hoping for today. To vanish into the dense, liquid air of a white shoreline. Marie is dead.”

PETINF14-QuebecReads-Favicon-32x32Translation by Peter McCambridge
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For Anne

For Anne

Some things in life are just hard to explain to your kids, you know? But you still have to try; it’s usually worth it.
Take my daughter Anne, for instance, who was asking why two of her playmates always speak English with each other, even though they have French names and their parents speak French. That’s weird. How come?
Well it just so happens that I kind of know their family.

PETINF14-QuebecReads-Favicon-32x32Translation by Madeleine Stratford
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On the Crow

On the Crow

As a writer, Robert A. Poirier is in no hurry. Details and descriptions build like moss on a rock. At times, the writing is as crystal clear as river water. At others, it’s as tangled and sprawling as a busy forest floor. Gruff conversation gives way to dry dates softened in warm tea. Even in the few stories not directly set in the great outdoors, nature usually gets a say (in a Christmas Eve snowstorm, for example). Characters whisper softly “like an eddy as it swirls, flowing downstream with the current” as Poirier brings nature to life, with its sights and sounds and smells. All in all, it’s a pleasant stroll through this collection of short stories in an outdoor world of spring and thaw and Malamutes.

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