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  ABSOLUTION   (an excerpt)   Absolution A novel by Aleš Šteger Translated from the Slovene by Urška Charney and Noah...
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Ondrej

Ondrej Stefanik

I’m on display here, you fool. I’m wearing my best dress, simple, posh, fresh like fresh fruit, flammable, cling-wrapped to protect it from vagrants, cool like a crouching leopard with taut muscles. And the first words you shoot at me are Hi, Paula, feeling better now?

Mitana

Dusan Mitana

In that steam bath, where everyone was soaked to the skin, our completely dry hands touched. My mouth had also dried up from excitement, and I was sure hers had too.

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Tea Tulic

When Dad bought us a VCR, my brother and I watched horror movies every afternoon. At night I used to cover my neck with the sheet. Kept the wardrobe shut. Took care of the monsters under the bed. Howled at the full moon. Drank water with garlic.

Israel Centeno

Israel Centeno

“And what’ll we do now, Silvestre?” He didn’t think, he had nothing to think about, he had already thought about it since birth, he was an illuminated one, destiny was in front of his eyes. “We’ll kill the president.”

Bohuslav Reynek

Bohuslav Reynek

My heart is heavier than it was last year, / with love.

Mirka Szychowiak

Mirka Szychowiak

Don’t shout, don’t beg. When I burrow all the way / to the ears, then you can talk to me.

Ricarda Huch

Ricarda Huch

As I watched him I thought how I should much rather make this head receptive to my thoughts, my opinions, than destroy it with a bullet. You must consider that I could avoid killing this man if I were to succeed in controlling, influencing him. But I will state right here and now that I regard this a very remote possibility.

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Uzi Weil

"What do you want from me? Why are you following me?" He said, in a muffled voice, "I have no idea what you're talking about" "Like hell you don't. You're stalking me.

Olga Stehlikova

Olga Stehlikova

It could’ve easily been a scrotum, / but most likely it was someone’s wallet.

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