The Beauty by Aliya Whiteley

“Stories are as slippery as seasons; it’s beyond my power to make either stand still. I try to tell them the same way, but each telling leads to small changes; something is added to the structure, a change of pace, a tweak of testimonies, all of them make circles in our minds.” There are few…

One Hundred Years of Vicissitude by Andrez Bergen

“The death of a broken-down old man is, unquestionably, the least poetical topic in the world.” First up, a disclaimer. I suspect this is the strangest book I have ever read. I have no morsel of proof, nothing to waive around in a court for all to gawk at. All I remember is the words…