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Leon Craig
Leon Craig is a writer and editor based in Berlin. She has written for the TLS, the Literary ReviewAnother Gaze and the London Magazine among others. Her queer gothic short story collection Parallel Hells is published by Sceptre Books and she is currently working on her first novel The Decadence.

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Cosy Violence

Book Review

June 2023

Leon Craig

Book Review

June 2023

The 22 year old Australian narrator of K Patrick’s sensuous, subversive debut novel is a long way from home. A matron at an unnamed...

Fiction

September 2021

Lick the Dust

Leon Craig

Fiction

September 2021

When you misplace something in the library here, it stays lost for a very long time. The eighteenth-century catalogue...

This story featured in The White Review 18, published in 2016       On the way to the dental clinic they talk about going home for Christmas It’s November and Marianne is having a wisdom tooth removed Connell is driving her to the clinic because he’s her only friend with a car, and also the only person in whom she confides about distasteful medical conditions like impacted teeth He sometimes drives her to the doctor’s office when she needs antibiotics for urinary tract infections, which is often They are twenty-three   Connell parks up around the corner from the clinic and the radio switches itself off He has taken the morning off work to drive Marianne to the appointment, which he hasn’t told her He’s doing it partly out of guilt A week previously Marianne gave him head in his apartment and complained afterwards that her jaw hurt, and he was like, do you have to complain about everything all the time? Then they argued They were both a little drunk   Marianne remembers the incident differently She remembers giving Connell head for a while on his sofa and then she stopped because her mouth hurt He was pretty nice about it and they had sex on his couch instead Only afterwards, when she started talking about her mouth again, did Connell say: you complain a lot more than other people They were lying side by side on the sofa then Marianne said, you mean your other girlfriends And Connell said no, he meant people, as in everyone He said no one he knew in any capacity complained as much as Marianne   You don’t like hearing people complain because you’re incapable of expressing sympathy, Marianne said   I already told you I was sorry the first time you complained   You like women who don’t complain because you don’t want to see women as fully human   Every time I criticise you, it turns into a thing about me hating women, he said   Marianne started to sit up then She gathered her hair into a roll and felt for a clip to put through it   I find it suspicious, she said That you always

Contributor

April 2016

Leon Craig

Contributor

April 2016

Leon Craig is a writer and editor based in Berlin. She has written for the TLS, the Literary Review, Another Gaze and the London Magazine among...

Art Review

April 2019

Oscar Wilde Temple, Studio Voltaire

Leon Craig

Art Review

April 2019

The light is dim, the air richly scented. Little purple tea lights flicker in the votive candle rack and...

[Getting] Down with Gal Pals

Feature

November 2018

Leon Craig

Feature

November 2018

There’s a moment in Laura Kaye’s underrated novel English Animals when the protagonist Mirka, sitting in the village bar with her married lover, notices...
Mute Canticle

Prize Entry

April 2016

Leon Craig

Prize Entry

April 2016

Giulio the singing fascist came to pick me up from the little airport in his Jeep. He made sure to come round and hold...

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feature

March 2013

Celan Reads Japanese

Yoko Tawada

TR. Susan Bernofsky

feature

March 2013

There are some who claim that ‘good’ literature is actually untranslatable.  Before I could read German, I found this...

fiction

July 2012

The Pits

FMJ Botham

fiction

July 2012

Sometimes he would emerge from his bedroom around midday and the sun would be more or less bright, or...

feature

Issue No. 11

Forgotten Sea

Alexander Christie-Miller

feature

Issue No. 11

I. As I stood on the flanks of the Kaçkar Mountains where they slope into the Black Sea near...

 

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