e-revista EgoPHobia
by Patrick Călinescu Would you like to lick the behindness of my ear? You want me to lick you behind your ear? Yes, I have a spot in the thereness of the behindness of my ear. And you want me to make you very horny by licking it till the front […]
by Patrick Călinescu How can I become a great stylist in English (for I have long been wanting to be become one), when I’m in the middle of bloody nowhere, and nowhere to be seen anywhere in the four corners of the English-speaking world? How can I become my finest, yet dream-y, accomplishment with […]
by Oliviu Crâznic Sweet shadows, a kiss like morning dew She plays the piano, summoning my obsession Gentle and shy, she waits for my confession From many things I’m feeling, I’m saying but a few. The others are not looking, she’s passing me the key Shaped all in gold and tears, for […]
[Millennium Books Publishing House, 2012] (a reader’s guide to fantasy [3]) by Oliviu Crâznic translation from Romanian by Cristina Baciu [MTTLC student] click aici pentru versiunea română Fiction writer (Madia Mangalena, Despre singurătate şi îngeri, Aşteptând-o pe Sara, Povestiri fantastice, Povestea lui Calistrat Hadâmbu), critic (Nu sunt guru, …nici Torquemada), editor, collections coordinator […]
click aici pentru versiunea română Continuum (previously published in Altered Scale in the original English) We multiply best in open bodies with low mass indices swarm and flock cluster and conjoin
Stale Hearts Drifting Apart This is what happens when silk turns to stone. This cold.
by Gabriel Tocu My dog flattens ecosystems he brings nuclear winter nights long and empty to the xanax cities
by Patrick Călinescu cliquez ici pour la version française Stephen Hawking’s argument against God is strikingly similar to the traditional cosmological argument for the existence of God. Both sides rely on the concept of causality when investigating God. Both sides understand the concept of causality in quite the same way. Basically, both […]
click aici pentru versiunea română A Kosmogony intensity outstretched to explosibility comes full circle into the incipit of fire begging to be kindled out of the initial spark
by Patrick Călinescu The sum of all self-inflicted deaths is called suicide. All these self-inflicted deaths are the assuming forms of suicide—the forms that the phenomenon of suicide has traditionally been molded into. But one, all of them will prove to be just impure casts of suicide. Anyway, I won’t be getting ahead of […]