since Germans are this welcoming this early on, I would feel at home here.
After twenty minutes my arse is numb from the plastic bench
Alexander von Kler, son of Austrian émigrés. Born in Belitor at the start of 1958
A trip to London in those days was one hell of a treat.
Since time immemorial, philosophers have been asking about the meaning of life, but I know
I could see myself from within.
Piotr Czerwinski – a novel about two very different Poles
Piotr Siwecki – WE’LL WEEP FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE
Fragments from a journey – new writing from Tomasz Ososiński
a short story by Konrad Stachnio
When she says that she is all the time thinking of how other men are fucking her, then at school you treat such declarations like gospel. Or a challenge. You finish your beer and say, coming to get you, darling. I’ll take you to the ends of the earth. You point. In them there bushes.
short story by Marcin Piniak