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IZABELLA SCOTT is an editor at The White Review.



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Shola von Reinhold’s ‘LOTE’

Book Review

September 2020

Izabella Scott

Book Review

September 2020

To read Shola von Reinhold’s ornate, multi-layered novel LOTE (2020) is to encounter a baroque mind. It tells the story of a queer Black...

Art Review

November 2019

Actually, the Dead are Not Dead

Izabella Scott

Art Review

November 2019

During Bergen Assembly’s opening days, I am asked to attend a number of mock funerals, including one for a...

glimpse   on the pitch by my house   the weekly game of football      there was one lad   already famous in our class for having snogged a girl and still my friend   despite the pull of the pack mentality I always felt outside of      I had no skill   could only put my body in front of someone else in hopes of slowing them for a moment and this time it caused my friend to fall and   in the split second it took for him to regain himself   I saw   slipped from shorts and briefs   his whole private self though he hadn’t noticed   still giggling at my sudden prowess at defence and after that   there were other times   crowding into a friend’s bedroom   me pretending not to look as someone showed himself to a girl      and the emptiness that followed nobody yet ready to do the things that come after      though it was still deliberate and so different from that earlier time the grass   that glimpse of something that seemed to be all potential   tiny sapling not yet seeding   just another part of our innocence      fear and lust and shame not yet ripened to full blush       what 16% of young men know   to get the body of their favourite sports star they must starve themselves      that the muscles are there already   if they could only get at them      that the thing to do is eat less and replace meals with water   so that they bloat and then feel their insides flushing out   that the stomach will expand and shrink back like a gas holder in a former industrial town      that once the body has burned off all its fat   it will start on muscle that more exercise just gives more energy for the body to eat itself alive   that they can forget what it’s like to stand without feeling dizzy   that their eyesight can fail   that their salad can be carried in smaller and smaller tupperware boxes that the doctor will be forced to ban the gym   will deliver his prognosis   that they will end up in the carpark of the doctors with their mum saying imagine   a child of mine   malnourished          

Contributor

September 2015

Izabella Scott

Contributor

September 2015

IZABELLA SCOTT is an editor at The White Review.

Book Review

August 2019

Jordy Rosenberg’s ‘Confessions of the Fox’

Izabella Scott

Book Review

August 2019

It’s hot as fuck, said the friend who handed me Confessions of the Fox, a faux-memoir set in eighteenth-century...

Navine G. Khan-Dossos, Echo Chamber

Art Review

November 2017

Izabella Scott

Art Review

November 2017

A lattice of diamonds and crosses, painted onto a 21-metre long wall at the Van Abbemuseum in Eindhoven, scatters my gaze. Artist Navine G....
Hot Rocks

feature

November 2016

Izabella Scott

feature

November 2016

‘We have received around 150 of them,’ Massimo Osanna tells me, as we peer into four small crates stuffed full of dusty freezer bags....
False shadows

Art

August 2016

Izabella Scott

Art

August 2016

The ‘beautiful disorder’ of the Forbidden City and the Yuanmingyuan (Garden of Perfection and Light) was first noted by the Jesuit painter Jean Denis...

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poetry

November 2011

Lucifer at Camlann & Amen to Artillery: Two Poems

James Brookes

poetry

November 2011

LUCIFER AT CAMLANN In the drear fen of all scorn like a tooth unsheathed I shone for I too...

Art

September 2016

Sitting, scrawling, playing

Emily Gosling

Art

September 2016

Amidst the drills and concrete, white walls and big names of London’s Cork Street stands a new gallery, Nahmad Projects,...

fiction

August 2013

How to Be an American

Will Heinrich

fiction

August 2013

Begin with a man on the beach. The sea is strangely iridescent, lighter in its lights and blacker in...

 

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