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Rebecca Liu is a commissioning editor at Guardian Saturday and a staff writer at Another Gaze.

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Book Review

August 2022

Rebecca Liu

Book Review

August 2022

I remember the first time I saw it, like a freshly alert hare alarmed by movement in the distant grasslands. It was 2013. Model...

Book Review

September 2020

Pankaj Mishra’s ‘Bland Fanatics’

Rebecca Liu

Book Review

September 2020

The Anglo-American commentariat is full of lofty egos. Pankaj Mishra has developed a reputation as their great deflater. ‘Watch...

The last time I saw Vin and Jackie we were killing slugs The three of us had been smoking outside and then Vin had gone home early, leaving his wife and me alone in the porch light Across the paving stones I could make out a long, sleek line inching out of the glare   ‘Come and look at this,’ I said to her ‘They say you should put salt on them’   ‘Why? What happens?’   ‘I don’t know’ I’d never put salt on a slug before ‘It kills them,’ I said   She stood right next to me and our coats brushed together, making a whispering noise that we both pretended to ignore   ‘I could fetch some,’ I said ‘I could fetch some and see,’ and then disappeared inside   ‘This’ll do,’ I said, returning with a large vat of table salt, unsure, thinking really I should be using something else But I said it would do anyway, because it never does to look hesitant Uncertain of your next move I opened the spout on the packet and poured a stream the length of the slug It squirmed a little, lifting its head and tail into a kind of crescent moon and as we looked on it gradually dissolved before our eyes Dissolved into nothing but a patch of wet salt on the paving slabs, foaming at the edges   ‘That’s done it,’ she said, lighting another cigarette We did the same to a couple of others Then we went inside   There wasn’t anywhere to park when I arrived at theirs Cars end to end and up on the pavement Many of them bearing scars from running too close to the wall or where the thick, overhanging brush plants had scratched their paintwork I reversed as far as I could back down the road and then got stuck Vin leaned out of the window of their house and called at me to wait I turned off the engine and got out to meet him He had a can of beer in his hand and it slopped against my jacket as we hugged each other Then we both got back into the

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August 2019

Rebecca Liu

Contributor

August 2019

Rebecca Liu is a commissioning editor at Guardian Saturday and a staff writer at Another Gaze.

Jia Tolentino’s ‘Trick Mirror’

Book Review

August 2019

Rebecca Liu

Book Review

August 2019

Talk about the fates of young professional women today and you will often alight on two themes: the anxieties that come with living in...

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fiction

November 2013

Surviving Sundays

Eduardo Halfon

TR. Sophie Hughes

fiction

November 2013

It was raining in Harlem. I was standing on the corner of Amsterdam Avenue and 162nd Street, my coat...

poetry

Issue No. 2

Letter to Jim Jarmusch [Broken Flowers]

Jon Thompson

poetry

Issue No. 2

What they’ll know of us in future years: the large interiors of our suburban homes were designed by others...

feature

November 2015

Anatomy of a Democracy: Javier Cercas

Duncan Wheeler

feature

November 2015

20 November marks the fortieth anniversary of the death of General Franco. And while the insurrectionist’s victory in the...

 

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