The Naked Eye

An eye on film, affixed to an unconscious body. The eye sees nothing for the camera has already robbed it of vision. The gaze of the nameless lens licks… More

The Conqueror

My Dear Fellow CountrymenThe threads he was tying together had to do with having ambition, with the mystery inherent in that a person can be moseying along one day,… More

The Mighty Angel

It’s a frosty winter before the war. Mid-January 1932 or 1933. In the part of the world where my grandfather, Old Kubica, is right now drinking another glass of… More

Normance

Telling it all after the fact . . . easier said than done! . . . much easier! . . . After all, you can still hear the echo . . . baboom!your head’s spinning . . . even seven years later . . . your mug . . .… More

How Big a Character is Xin

Between heaven and earth, the flakes of snow are fluttering and dancing, as if writing a letter . . . Oh! How big a letter! How big a book! When I was teaching… More

The Maias

One dreary December day of heavy rain, Afonso da Maia was sitting in his study reading, when the door flew open; he looked up and saw Pedro standing before… More