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  • Into the Silence by Brigitta Davidjants

    Fiction
    ■ autumn 2025 ■ Europe: Our Soft Machine
  • The Impotence of War by Andrei Hvostov

    Perspectives
    ■ autumn 2025 ■ Europe: Our Soft Machine
  • Last Tango in Kyiv by Maarja Kangro

    Fiction
    ■ autumn 2025 ■ Europe: Our Soft Machine
  • Kairi Look‘s Dance the Dust off the Floor

    Reviews
    ■ autumn 2025
  • Maximilian Murmann on Mati Unt‘s Autumn Ball

    Perspectives
    ■ autumn 2025
  • Piret Raud’s The Age of Boiled Deer

    Reviews
    ■ autumn 2025
  • I Did Not Want It by Sebastian Guggolz

    Within Ristikivi’s work, The Night of Souls marks a caesura, for nothing he had written before resembles this book and neither does anything that came after.

    Perspectives
    ■ autumn 2025
  • The Cosmic Landscape of Estonian Literature

    HASSO KRULL (b. 1964) is an Estonian poet, essayist, and translator whose work bridges mythology, philosophy, and contemporary poetry. He has translated authors ranging from Jean Cocteau to Charles Bukowski. In 2024 he defended his doctoral thesis Cosmic Trickster of Estonian Mythology.

    Perspectives
    ■ autumn 2025 ■ Europe: Our Soft Machine ■ interview
  • Three Short Prose Pieces by Jaan Oks

    This belongs only to humans—to the only earthly god—the human alone, set apart and blessed for those who, within their sexes, are male and female. All else is blasphemy against nature—those proud to their very hair, those exceedingly beautiful and lustful devils, that swollen, desireless, castrated god—who feel shame for the deficiencies in the structure…

    Fiction
    ■ anthology of dark and psychedelic humour ■ autumn 2025 ■ first spring 2025
  • Two Short Stories by Vaino Vahing

    Ilona was gone for a long time. I even thought about throwing a tantrum and leaving, abandoning her coat and a rouble. But I decided to wait and see what would happen. She returned laughing loudly. She must have had something funny to tell me.

    Fiction
    ■ anthology of dark and psychedelic humour ■ autumn 2025 ■ first spring 2025
  • Susurrus and Other Poems by Triin Paja

    youth whispers: your power leaves you as I leave you – as if now we must always stand below the night’s piano shawl. a woman says: rose, grow into a rowan or a raven – meaning the body holds firmly to its secret.

    Poetry
    ■ anthology of dark and psychedelic humour ■ autumn 2025 ■ first spring 2025
  • The Universe is My Tinder and Other Poems by Sveta Grigorjeva

    frankenstein’s monster is back and now polyamorous aromantic eco-sexual more interested in periwinkles than in the third pension pillar nuclear family or content creation they proclaim you can be a freak too you can be a monster too

    Poetry
    ■ anthology of dark and psychedelic humour ■ autumn 2025 ■ first spring 2025

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