Crawling Up Casey Calvert’s Asshole
My choice of clichés to start this essay is long: the abyss stares back, down the rabbit hole, through the looking glass, surfing the [whatever], and…
The Last Monologue
Clotho is seen only at dusk. Lachesis is ever invisible. Atropos...well, dead men tell no tales. It’s not that she didn’t love you, it’s that…
Juxtaposed Realities
On a chilled grey dawn, I hear a call out. I get out of bed fumbling and reach for my shawl. Somewhat disoriented and half-asleep, I make my way…
The Kennels
During my final year, the teaching hospital at my university was a bustling place that saw 60 to 70 cases on an average every day. We students were…
On the Collapse of Our Institutions of Higher Learning, Part 5
Fourth Topic: Gibraltar on the Danube, 2016-2017 The city of Novi Sad, situated on the Danube, is overlooked by a vast, sprawling fortress on the…
On the Collapse of Our Institutions of Higher Learning, Part 4
Third Topic: Vojvodina Almanac 2015-2016 As it is impossible not to be seduced and not to be enslaved in Serbia, an intellectual has developed into a…
On the Collapse of Our Institutions of Higher Learning, Part 3
Second Topic: Union of Patriotic Citizens of Novi Sad, 2014-2015 I don’t want to make people assume I journeyed alone. In fact, what makes a…
On the Collapse of Our Institutions of Higher Learning, Part 2
We bickered in the pubs over the meaning of the “Overman”, we joined together reading to one another poems and essays, essays we knew had no…
On the Collapse of Our Institutions of Higher Learning, Part 1
An Introduction to the Topic at Hand The title of this article, which I borrowed and changed from a man long ago passed, is meant to explain, in a…
Dating
On a rainy night, an unknown number reached out. I was bored. I was lonely. The unexpected text felt like the spark of life or the strike of…
