Tuesday, October 15, 2019

This is Nothing – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska     Now I know; Then, I didn’t know what I was.   I remember that a woman’s two year old...

Hanging, Just Outside the World – By Jim O’Donnell

  “See how the waters are rising in the north; they will become an overflowing torrent. They will overflow the land and everything in it,...

Moving Shadow – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska Chona’s Chocho and Damjan Dabiziv are sitting under the withered plum tree on the boundary. The boundary divides them...

The Virgin – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska   Everything was prepared for my disgrace; they only waited for the monk to lie on his back under the...

One Day, These Trains Will Run Again – By Justin Bryant

  The power was down more often now. The only way Gill could tolerate the heat was to sit under highway overpasses, shielded from the...

Soil – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska      My brother loved to eat soil, and I had to watch that he didn’t: do not let...

My Sister’s Troubles – By Robert Wexelblatt

  Jason looks like a little fascist in his Cub Scout uniform.  Another battle I lost, though I didn’t put up much of a fight. ...

Just that Night – By Rimli Bhattacharya

    The laptop was open at that bedside table of mine. It was dead of night and I haven’t slept a wink. Normally by this...

The Tears of Paavo Laht – By Ranbir Sidhu

     Let me say at the outset, it wasn’t my idea. Nor was it Rohan’s. Upon such an enterprise, both of us looked...

Father – By Blaze Minevski

  Translated from Macedonian by Elizabeta Bakovska   Now there are many people that write about what happened in our time, but only the two of us...
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