Alex Soloviev’s latest “visual poem" takes you on a visit to the Schönbrunn Palace.
Hiromi Itō's first book to be translated into English, Killing Kanoko, takes its title from a poem in which the author, having recently given birth to a daughter, imagines killing the child numerous times.
This browser-based game challenges you to decide: Bot or not?
They jailed an artist for it under the pretence that he'd broken the law by having long hair.
The less the poet wrote, the more books he bought. He was building a library for the person he wished he was. Or so he told himself.
Those of you old enough to remember the 80s know that it was the decade in which everyone suddenly realized they were bisexual. In the 90s, we diagnosed ourselves as bipolar and prescribed ourselves cocaine.
Kleist’s perennial story in this issue, “The Earthquake in Chile,” is part of forthcoming, freshly translated collection of his prose.
As some poet guy has surely said at some point, "All women are big piles of secrets on two legs." Or as the dwarf in Twin Peaks told Agent Dale Cooper in reference to Laura Palmer, "She's full of secrets." What that little dwarf meant is that every...