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Fragments

Short Fiction by Amra Pajalic Srebrenica, July 1992 I threw open the front door and bolted out of the house when my mother’s guttural scream of terror stopped me dead in my tracks. I turned and went back inside. “What’s wrong?”  Mama clutched the wall, her face white with terror. “Stupid girl!” She shook me...

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The Life-Changing Impact of Seeing Yourself in Fiction: Representation for Muslims

by Amra Pajalic For so long publishing has lacked diverse voices; the difference is that now people are noticing when prize lists include only white and middle class authors and don’t list any people of colour or authors from ethnic backgrounds. Some of the factors that contribute to this lack of diversity are the homogenisation...