A Small Relief There is a moment I know all too well. Someone says something obviously stupid. A person from whom I expected more disappoints me. Some service, institution or machine I have relied on suddenly fails to do what it is supposed to do. My reaction is usually almost…

I was nine years old when I first realised that what I was speaking wasn’t simply the Bulgarian language, but something stranger, labelled by the incomprehensible word dialect. I was visiting my cousins in the romantic little town of Kavarna (“romantic” means nothing more here…

„Hello,“ said someone behind him, and he nearly slipped off the seat of the worn, spinning chair – his faithful comrade in the endless battle with words. He turned slowly, cursing the pain in his neck that no longer allowed faster movements. The blurred figure across from him…

Beyond the ruined Ghost Park, the Ghost Forest has changed once again.