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by Aprilia Zank with a painting by the Syrian artist Nihad Wicho I thought I’d heard a child cry for help when I passed the lake yet, on turning my head all I sensed was snow dust on the frozen mirror we’d take a torch to light our passage through the snow towering the path […]
by Patrick Călinescu edited by Nigel Walker Outside is the opposite of inside-the exterior is firmly opposed to the interior, it would seem, both linguistically and logically. If the linguistic dichotomy appears to be as fixed as the Aristotelian stars, the logical one, however, may have loosened its grip on this stellar array, which […]
by Patrick Călinescu All the best ones, when you thought it over, were gay. It was much better to be gay and it was a sign of something too. It was like having immortality while you were still alive. That was a complicated one.
New Paradigms We send probes into the mysteries’ great abyss; they come echoing back devoid of information. Breakthroughs are but new metaphors; different ways to slice and dice what we think is real.
To the Enemies of My Soul I am not the victim type. I am too defined for that. All my issues have blades. They break
An Aesthetic Fiction a principle and guide to generative dogmatics for performance actions, performing research, and the redirection of mind powers toward the continuous reassessment of relevance and value, within the surspecific, universality, and simplicity fields of expressive need. by Lewis Gesner
by Iulian Tănase translated by Raisa Lambru [MTTLC student] pentru versiunea română click aici The sand is a cannibalistic numerologist, pretty well-known among some hot and salty circles, and which feeds on raw meat. Its musculature is very delicate, and its numerous victims know this. The cannibalistic numerologist is endowed with an outer […]
(a reader’s guide to fantasy [1]) by Oliviu Crâznic translation from Romanian by Angelica Ţapoca [MTTLC student] click aici pentru versiunea română Starting with this issue we will give some special attention to Romanian fantastic literature trying therefore to emphasize the fact that SF, fantasy or horror lovers do not necessarily need to […]
click pentru versiunea română Golden Shovel Borrowed From Derek Walcott and Gwendolyn Brooks In that ragbag Calypso down in Trinidad The braggadocio of the frontloaded word, bad, For how good steel drums shaped for pan sound With a Spock-like ear to the wok-burnt ground.
Vers Restricted A poet is one Who Balances The energy Of a line Within Margins Set by The world’s Smallest Typewriter.