
Gintaras Grajauskas
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- Poetry
because now, at this moment
everything is fine
water still tastes good.
I am still alive.

Gytis Norvilas
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- Nonfiction
There was once a tradition – to say goodbye to a loved one by giving them a kiss. You say goodbye to a loved one, but you kiss a corpse – already like two different things. But actually, it’s the dead who kiss us. Every day. The dead kiss us through memory.

Kotryna Zylė
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- Fiction
My nest is inside father’s trolleybus. As far back as I can remember, I was always there. The names of the bus stops mark summer vacation, horrible downpours after class, the Christmas Eve rush, the side mirrors completely caked in snow.

The Hard Game of Empathy
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- Reviews
Lina Buividavičiūtė. kelionių (journeys)
By Neringa Butnoriūtė

Ieva Dumbrytė
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- Fiction
I came into the world in those times when storks delivered babies. Sometimes mothers would also find their children in a cabbage patch or in a wicker basket floating in a river amongst the reeds. But I was the only child in the whole village to have been bought.

The Art of (Not) Being a Writer
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- Reviews
Darius Žiūra. Diseris (Dissertating)
By Akvilina Cicėnaitė