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The White Review No. 33 features interviews with writer Siri Hustvedt and feminist scholar Sara Ahmed. The issue includes new fiction by Gina Apostol,...

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The White Review Poet’s Prize 2023
For the first time this year, The White Review Poet’s Prize was open to poets based anywhere in the world. Last month we announced a shortlist of eight poets. ...

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Leeor Ohayon
LEEOR OHAYON is a writer from London based in Norwich, where he is completing an MA in Creative Writing at the University of East Anglia. He is winner of the Royal Society of Literature’s V.S Pritchett Short Story Prize 2021.

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an old drawing of a blue fish with red fins. the fish is almost circular from the side and has big eyes and a slightly open mouth
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