

All desks in the room were covered with newspapers, print-outs, news clippings and coffee cups. Up front, the telephones were manned at reception. Throughout the building, the station was broadcast live. “Where did you find that? I didn’t see it,” Biondi said. Hanny Persius and Sebastian Biondi were in the newsroom reading the Sunday edition of the St Pete Times. Degan, the station manager, was not there. Biondi had his feet up on his desk. Hanny did not have a desk; he was just past probation, and he used a communal table outside of the newsroom. “Page three, second column. It’s a short blurb, a notice about how the Zephyrhills City Council is to meet to discuss the renaming of the original Sixth Street, which has been renamed to Martin Luther King Boulevard. Apparently, the motion to be considered is to rename it back to Sixth Avenue. I might head…
One day, a little pig named Butter awoke to discover he had lost his oink. He had been a great oinker since he was…
Widow Street. Quite a macabre name, isn’t it? The name doesn’t exist in any official document. But this was how the story goes. In…
“Dear Vipul. That was a wonderful occasion. Wasn’t it? For the annual day celebration of our company over a hundred employees from the Mumbai…
‘This is total shit, an outrage. I knew the government was crap, but I never thought it was that bad. And the King! What’s…
The woman hung the polythene sheet over the dripping leaves of the hedge, expertly running it under the tree’s low-hanging boughs. The child whimpered.…
6:00 pm “Dear, you’ll love Aunty Remi and her children, I promise you.” I said nothing, my gaze fixed out the car window. My…
Whenever she entered the classroom, Jameela felt like she had horns sprouting out of her head everyone stared at her strangely with wide eyes.…
Oh Akbash dog, we sing your praises; we have seen the unthinkable, the unimaginable, the impossible performed by you. Since you were a puppy,…