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The Clan Of The Centaur
Translated by Tadas Klimas/Published in Lituanus magazine Volume 34, No. 2 Summer 1988 Something lies within us that causes us to draw in and creep about like a thief in the darkness of the night, or like a man who, dizzy with wine, greatly offends his master and then apprehensively awaits the morning to see …
The Slow Birth Of Nation
We were innocent like birds and our virgin life was insipid and uniform, with the exception of two seasons heavy with a prospect of change. Every spring around March the melting snow filled up the otherwise dry river gully with a powerful flux. The fuscous stream carried trunks and limbs of the fallen trees, stumps, …
The Winter Campaign
Published in ABSINTHE (New European Writing) magazine #4, 2005 I lived in a giant tilting pinball machine among plungers, kick-out holes, bells, gongs, the steady rattle of nickels and dimes, all day long. I was a marble slung into this arena at dawn, nudged, pelted onto ramps, zipping down, scurrying around, spinning, stopping for a …
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