Apofenie Magazine

27/09/2025

In fleeing me, my wrath,
my fear
a female rat is giving birth
on the hot sidewalk,
steadily,
trailing behind a streak of blood
with child
(...)

More from Romanian-born poet Ema Dumitriu at the link below.

by Ema Dumitriu In fleeing me, my wrath, my fear a female rat is giving birth on the hot sidewalk, steadily, trailing behind a streak of blood with child

27/09/2025

Some standout, kinetic poems today by Austrian author Milena Findeis—

In the mouth, the word
to taste
to chew
It hums in the ears
is rolled by the eyes
cut apart by grimaces
(...)

by Milena Findeis In the mouth, the word to taste to chew It hums in the ears is rolled by the eyes cut apart by grimaces Spread with hashtags processed in the news stream until it ends, checked off, in the cache

18/07/2025

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16/07/2025

"As an officer of the armed forces, he made certain to stare the defiant privates in the eye until the last moment. However, he couldn’t stop the wrinkles from forming on his forehead."

Read an excerpt from Miklós Vámos' novel SWAN SONG, translated from the Hungarian by Ági Bori Mottern.

by Miklós Vámos Translated from the Hungarian by Ági Bori Mottern As an officer of the armed forces, he made certain to stare the defiant privates in the eye until the last moment. However, he couldn’t stop the wrinkles from forming on his forehead. 

15/07/2025

"It’s been a long time since I’ve roamed the streets of old Lviv on New Year’s Eve: The sweet anticipation of something new and unusual no longer caresses my soul, not even in dreams, nor when evening snowfall paints over the gray monotony of everyday life."

Read Andriy Sodomora's "A Room Without Shadows," translated from the Ukrainian by Sabrina Jaszi and Roman Ivashkiv.

by Andriy Sodomora Translated from the Ukrainian by Sabrina Jaszi and Roman Ivashkiv There before me was a bare window without even the sheerest covering, and in an instant I took in the whole room: It was lit by a bright incandescent bulb dangling from the ceiling on a long wire. In the

11/07/2025

"After nearly two consecutive shifts—afternoon into early morning—her body teetered between numbness and pain."

Read an excerpt from Croatian authoro Đurđa Knežević's novel VANILLA ICE CREAM, translated by Ena Selimović.

An excerpt from the novel Vanilla Ice Cream by Đurđa Knežević Translated from the Croatian by Ena Selimović After nearly two consecutive shifts—afternoon into early morning—her body teetered between numbness and pain. Or rather, when at rest, it grew numb, and when she’d had to move, the ...

10/07/2025

Kate Tsurkan reviews Palestinian journalist Plestia Alaqad's memoir "The Eyes of Gaza."

Reviewed by Kate Tsurkan Reading “The Eyes of Gaza” from Ukraine, I was reminded of how no war occurs in a vacuum — the fight for survival, freedom, and justice is never isolated, but part of a larger human story.

10/07/2025

After a long pause, we’re back with more content for our readers. Starting things off is editor in chief Kate Tsurkan’s book review of Palestinian journalist Plestia Alaqad’s “The Eyes of Gaza,” read on a cross country train ride through wartime Ukraine. Link in bio.