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seven/nine lives

Here's a toast to the living on the blonde side. Documenting the mild narcissism and nighttime wisdom of a little wise guy living on nine lives. Selected essays and fiction. 

Timea is a fiction writer, critic, and social researcher. She completed her doctorate in Social Policy at the University of Oxford in 2021. She currently resides in Belgrade, Serbia.

Your Lies Are Impossible

Your Lies Are Impossible

Timea Suli

It’s a balmy evening. It’s been seven days of hazy silence, nestled in the hills of grandmother’s childhood home. Sometimes the electricity cuts out; sometimes the neighbourhood dogs howl in unison; sometimes it’s realised too late that the local shop is closed and that tonight there’ll be coffee without milk.

The only things connecting me to the outside world are those long long long telephone wires pegged and stringing across yellowing fields to the nearest town. And that means… Well, that means, I have a telephone. So, you can find me, if you like.

(I’m still here.)

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Red, Dead Meat

Red, Dead Meat