By: Feride Güney Sometimes you read something and stop. The writer has not taught you anything new; on the contrary, they have said, before you could, something you have carried inside you for years without ever finding a name for…
By: Wang xiaoli After the Start of Autumn, though the twenty‑four “autumn tigers” still cling to lingering summer heat, repeated showers have brought temperatures down considerably. No longer sweltering like mid‑summer, the weather has turned milder. Beyond the compound walls…
By: James Aitchison On 5 February 1916, at Number 1 Spiegelgasse in Zurich, the Cabaret Voltaire opened its doors. Performances of poetry and music were promised, and young artists were invited to bring along their own ideas and contributions. On…
By: Feride Güney A spider asks a fly caught in its web: “Is the God you beg to save you the same God I thank for my lunch?” Sometimes a person falls silent for a long time before a very…
By: Fyeo Hale My mother started asking me the same question as soon as I was old enough to have a conscience, and she kept asking it at least three times a week for my entire childhood. “Fyeo, did anyone…
By: Eliza Mimski When I was a sophomore in high school, my English teacher returned an essay I wrote (don’t remember what it was about much less her name–crap!) with the word Majestic! written on top. At the time, I…
By Eugen Oniscu It was night. I was walking home, a little tired and sad, reflecting on the troubles in my family—my mother had remarried and was going through a very difficult time—on the film I had just seen, on…
By: Eliza Mimski When I was writing my novel Sex, Love and Makeovers in the City of the Ancient Cougars, a novel about a make-believe South American town that hosted a beauty pageant for elderly women, I wanted to depict…
By: Ramlal Agarwal Few novels are as intriguing as Camus’s The Stranger (1942). It intrigues the reader from the first line to the last. It is about a man who does not seem to belong to this world. Except for…
By: Alex Dzhoganov At the beginning of The Name of the Rose, William of Baskerville does something that looks almost like a magic trick. The monastery servants are looking for a runaway horse, and William, who has never seen it,…