indiom by Daljit Nagra (Faber, £14.99)
After the solemnity of 2017’s British Museum, Nagra’s latest work is a mock epic set in a poetry workshop being filmed for a documentary. It foregrounds a discussion of how writers from migrant backgrounds might – or might not – be read and accepted, and how they position themselves in relation to standard English, the canon and knowing “thy Blighty”. This sounds forbiddingly academic, but indiom is a playfully giddy highwire act of sharp cultural and political observation, delivered with Nagra’s trademark linguistic exuberance: “Let’s not be scotched / from forking our fringe voice – it’s a migrant prerogative.”