Arja Salafranca

I’ve read two enormously different, but equally moving books in the past weeks – both of which reflect and affirm what I wish for women this...

The invite said: Wear red, play dead, Put your head in a gilded cage. Come as your favourite rock star. Wear black, change your name, Bu...

There has been a proliferation of poetry coming out of South Africa over the past few years – and much of this poetry has been scribed by wo...

I think a red apple won’t be good enough. A red apple plucked from a bowl on a luxury river cruise liner, carried in my bag for two days. ...

A man, having his head shaved, highlighted by the dusk of early evening. All around him, gathering darkness, except his head, this small ...

The Edge of Things is an eclectic collection of short stories traversing a vast distance emotionally and intellectually. For example, Arja...

I owe my love of reading to my mother. One of the few pictures of her as a pregnant woman in Spain shows her reading, clutching a book, and ...

In 2008 I researched and wrote an article on the genre of the short story for The Star . I opened with the opinion that “short stories are c...

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Arja Salafranca has written an eclectic collection of short stories which dwell on the intimate nature of human relationships. The frail str...