PinnedEd SaltNotes from Underground: The Guilty Pleasure of Rogue MaleRogue Male had been in my life for twenty years by the time I read it in one sitting last summer. It’s a tense, dense, claustrophobic…Sep 19, 2021Sep 19, 2021
PinnedEd SaltCrossing Brooklyn FerryHe writes. In a hotel room, now, and on the quivering plane, before, and in the baby’s room, before, and on kitchen tables and in bedrooms…Sep 17, 2021Sep 17, 2021
Ed SaltDrownersIt was a blue and yellow day. The water lapped lazily along the shore and rose and fell against the low brown cliffs of the cove. Further…Sep 19, 2021Sep 19, 2021
Ed SaltThose Fuzzy-Looking Things Out ThereA man they both recognised as Mr Onifrou (a recognition they shared with each other some hours later) stopped to raise his hat as they…Sep 19, 2021Sep 19, 2021
Ed SaltAnything About AnythingI had been watching him for so long that he nearly caught me out as he awoke. I felt him stir beneath my hand and flushed, blood…Sep 18, 2021Sep 18, 2021
Ed SaltA Very Short StoryThe man knew he could open the door; the lever was less than a foot away. But he didn’t. The knowledge was enough. He didn’t even the…Sep 18, 2021Sep 18, 2021
Ed SaltAnother Century’s DreamThis bridge was built by men who coughed blood from their lungs, who shovelled mud and jarred their bones against stone looking for…Sep 18, 2021Sep 18, 2021
Ed SaltTravel is So Easy These DaysAll those peppery blown-away daydreams of the green forests of New Zealand, the white beaches of the Indian Ocean, the edge of darkness on…Sep 18, 2021Sep 18, 2021