MAKING FACES (Extract) I now have a stick to lean on and I am walking along a dusty path. I have reconciled myself to the chaos of the physical world, although…
BLOODY MARY (Extract) “How long you working here?” the guest asked the barman. He was sitting on a stool, his arms resting on the bar. They were the only two in…
COSMONAUT SQUARE Generation Ю[1] (Extract) WEDNESDAY, EARLY MORNING Maroš kissed his sleeping wife and quietly slipped out of the bedroom. He was carrying his…
THE DEVIL’S TROPHY (Extract) A thickset fellow in a forester's uniform was waiting for a fortune teller at the last bus stop in the village. His eyes were…
HISTORY OF A STONE endlessly the stone waited for its chance and then a boy comes along bends down to it and throws it a little bit further on STORK some blue…