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The White Review No. 33 features interviews with writer Siri Hustvedt and feminist scholar Sara Ahmed. The issue includes new fiction by Gina Apostol,...

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The White Review Poet’s Prize 2023
For the first time this year, The White Review Poet’s Prize was open to poets based anywhere in the world. Last month we announced a shortlist of eight poets. ...

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Shane Jones
Shane Jones is the author of the novel Light Boxes, among several others. His story ‘Young Forest’ is included in The White Review issue 32. 

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