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Rosanna Mclaughlin is an editor at The White Review.

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The Pious and the Pommery

Essay

Issue No. 18

Rosanna Mclaughlin

Essay

Issue No. 18

I.   Where is the champagne? On second thoughts this is not entirely the right question. The champagne is in the ice trough, on...

Essay

April 2019

Ariana and the Lesbian Narcissus

Rosanna Mclaughlin

Essay

April 2019

‘Avoid me not!’ ‘Avoid me not!’                                   Narcissus   Let me describe a GIF I’ve been watching. A lot....

The meteorite retraced its orbit in the solar system for fifteen million years until a passing comet pushed it towards the earth It took twenty thousand years to collide with the planet, as glaciers melted, mountains formed, and waters receded Countless life forms went extinct as others fought fiercely, adapted, and populated the earth When the foreign object finally entered the atmosphere, the force of impact reduced it to a shower of glowing fragments that burned up before reaching the ground Only the heart of the meteorite was spared from violent disintegration An igneous ball, one and a half metres wide, hit the ground outside San Borja; its spectacular descent from the sky was witnessed by a married couple who were arguing in their home at five thirty in the morning   It was totally dark when Ruddy got up to wash the dishes He tiptoed out of the room so that he wouldn’t wake Dayana, who slept with her mouth open, making little pig-like grunts He stopped in the hallway to feel the darkness The crickets chirped in a hysterical chorus; he heard the sleepy neighing of the horses in the distance Once again he felt his body buzzing with the evil energy He went into the kitchen and turned on the light The dirty plates were still sitting on the counter, seething with ants: Ely, the girl, had missed work that day and Dayana hardly ever cleaned at all Out here in the country, any food left out was devoured by insects in a matter of hours He had imagined the army of bugs swarming over the dirty plates and the thought was so unsettling that it pulled him from bed He vigorously scrubbed each dish, pot, and pan The chore momentarily expelled some of the evil energy that had stored up in his body He felt triumphant: he had conquered the ants Captain America, he thought Then he dried the silverware and put it away He stretched out an arm to open the cupboard but as he leaned over the counter his belly brushed the edge of the

Contributor

July 2016

Rosanna Mclaughlin

Contributor

July 2016

Rosanna Mclaughlin is an editor at The White Review.

Ten Years at Garage Moscow

Art Review

November 2018

Rosanna Mclaughlin

Art Review

November 2018

When I arrive in Moscow, I am picked up from the airport by Roman, a patriotic taxi driver sent to collect me courtesy of...
Becoming Alice Neel

Art

August 2017

Rosanna Mclaughlin

Art

August 2017

From the first time I saw Alice Neel’s portraits, I wanted to see the world as she did. Neel was the Matisse of the...

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Interview

October 2014

Interview with Jem Cohen

Steve Macfarlane

Interview

October 2014

Jem Cohen may be one of the quintessential New York filmmakers of our era. Peerless in his knack for...

feature

October 2012

Film: Palestinian Airlines

Eddie Wrey

feature

October 2012

    Palestinian Airlines Produced and Directed by Eddie Wrey Co-produced and translated by Max Wrey Co-edited by Rye...

feature

Issue No. 2

Three Poets and the World

Caleb Klaces

feature

Issue No. 2

In 1925, aged 20, the Hungarian poet Attila József was expelled from the University of Szeged for a radical...

 

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