Tag: Tom Phillips
Angel Ivanov – Technical drill
Feverishly he went into the booth and nervously, but quietly closed the metal door behind him. He left the stolen key on...
Mitko Gogov – [just a little prayer] *
when you’re silent, you say the most,
when you dream, you see the most.
elephants wake to the orchestra inside you
- for the first time the...
M.B. Ionescu-Lupeanu
Every writer is God in his writing, M.B. Ionescu-Lupeanu wrote to me in an email, and the evening after the presentation of his second...
Evelina Miteva – Suspicion
It’s November
and the evenings
are long and dark
and my nights are filled
with striving,
replete,
the stars are pale,
the covers cold,
lifted, the night
is white, madness bright
such a...
