For Perec even the task of recording a dream becomes a demanding literary and intellectual game.
This unsung jewel of a novella by the decorated couple Adolfo Bioy Casares and Silvina Ocampo is a stylish, postmodern-inflected pastiche of an Agatha Christie mystery.
Pavlov skillfully navigates the razor-thin gap between dark comedy and tragedy, making the novel more humane and serious than many satires.
The queer world is shaking.
Blind to one another, two empires face off across a vast expanse
As long as the image of the enemy is being concocted out of gays, I must make all my public statements exclusively as a gay man.
As they wearied, the whips would fall from their hands.
like some awesome Saturday night exotic dancer at the apocalypse
That way we could both have our own family, but carry on seeing each other in secret.
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