by Franziska Lamprecht

Socialist Realism – Trisha Low

Maybe this is, more than anything else, about a series of starting points. We have not started fighting yet.

Days by Moonlight – André Alexis

There is humble humanity in the basic understanding that whatever humans do will trigger an “avalanche of meaning,” and that the task of being human might be to recognize and consider as many of the nuances and reasons as one can.

Savage Conversations – LeAnne Howe

What kind of satisfaction comes with the action of inflicting hurt or harm on someone for a wrong suffered at their hands, and what kind of pleasure comes with receiving such vengeance? Who has the need, the right, the duty, the perversity?

Fox – Dubravka Ugrešić

The moment I looked at the frightened animal in the corner of a dirty cage, I knew that writers and storytellers were dangerous manipulators.

The Stolen Bicycle – Wu Ming-Yi

How amazing it is, I thought, while flipping through book after book after book after zine after book, that I am here with THE STOLEN BICYCLE in my backpack, that we are in 2018 and still use paper, ink, and energy to capture, print, and sell random people’s precious moments of the past.

Ma Bo’le’s Second Life – Xiao Hong

The reader will have to decide if it is ok to do the wrong thing for the right reason or the right thing for the wrong reason or the right thing for the right reason or the wrong thing for the wrong reason.

The Years, Months, Days – Yan Lianke

It is the confusion that comes with the real-life impact of intangible things that causes the most destruction.

The Consequences – Niña Weijers

How often can refusal be appropriated, marketed, sold and consumed by those who possibly cause it, before the only chance an earnest human has is stop making art?

Go, Went, Gone – Jenny Erpenbeck

A system that uses and relies on lists and numbers never can account for lives, but only for bodies — dead or alive.

Effi Briest – Theodor Fontane

When the doctor asked me if I had recently experienced a tragedy, I took the English translation out of my backpack, and read to her.