Like a White Airship by Mila Haugová

Bird existence //in the shadow of constellations We are the patience of stones //in freezing snow Where are we now advancing in which time of light? How much nearer //to time before the creation of dreams? How many constellations // nearer to time before the mirror?

Whiter than white by Hubert Klimko-Dobrzaniecki

It was midday. In the conference room, the senior lab technician turned on the radio. He turned the dial and found Bond, a station based in the east of the country. The chief midwife entered the room holding a paper bag. She sat down at the table and took out a half-liter bottle of mineral […]

Indians by Lance Henson

I was sitting in my apartment in Bolgona when I got a phone call from Gábor Gyukics, my Hungarian translator. I had been to Hungary several times, and my poems had been included in two anthologies. For a few years now, depending on how busy I’ve been or he’s been, Gábor has tried to set […]

Issue 01


Prejudice and what lies behind it. The photographs and communication strategy for the first issue of Continental Literary Magazine are based on the fact that everyone’s perceptions are shaped and limited by prejudice. To put it simply, none of us is free of prejudice. We have used for this issue photographs from the series Squares and Urban Flow by Hungarian photographer Ádám Magyar. Magyar is a highly refined tinkerer who works at the edge of technical innovation in his images.

The Dog is Barking by János Háy

The dog is barking because Roma are walking down the street. The dog can tell they’re not familiar. By smell. They’re strangers. More barking, more passing Roma. Roma are walking down the street, the man says as the couple prepares for bed. How do you know? The dog’s barking. The dog’s only doing what’s expected […]

It’ll Be Great! by Babarczy Eszter

“It’ll be great!” the teacher said, wanting to forget that morning, “it’ll be great.” She had staggered into the kitchen, not quite herself because she hadn’t yet had her first coffee. As usual, she’d been holding her phone in one hand, filling the kettle with the other, and for some reason the phone had slipped […]

Big Brother by Tope Folarin

Perhaps I should begin by stating that I watch a lot of reality TV. I started early—as a child I watched almost every season of The Real World. The show felt like an urgent missive from a life I desired: young people interacting with other young people in some metropolitan enclave, all of them vibrant […]

Neither Sleep nor Slumber by Gábor T. Szántó

Szinai was having trouble with his vestments. His eyesight was poor, both for close-up and for distance. During the Friday evening Torah interpretation, he wore glasses for myopia so he could see the faces of the congregation from the pulpit[1]. He knew the prayer by heart, he kept the prayer book open in front of […]