#slovaklit

A police investigation at the scene of the death of a 17-year-old prostitute, from the pen of the most widely read Slovak detective fiction writer.

A poem with a unique strategy of internal, authorial intertextuality, not merely literary play, but a means of perceiving the world.

While buying some “superb” illegally produced sausages, a bureaucrat tries to come to terms with the thing that lives in his office.

This poem by Slovak poet Mária Ferenčuchová is a hypnotic meditation on the end and rebirth, a chillingly personal image of intimacy.