Bijectivity

by Villem Bosch Introduction: The thing is, you have a whole range of possibilities. What you don’t have is a list of the most important aspects that you’re aware of, the ones that need to stay away. This is a great lesson to come to an otherwise sober qualification of Bosch’s seminal Bijectivity. I’ll just … [DO NOT CLICK]

You will rue what you have done

by Anonymous I was a 20 year old lad a month ago feeling gloomy from my country’s lock-downs and my idleness. It was in this dampness that I spotted a peculiar post on /lit/ where I drown lost hours by talking about books so i don’t have to read them. It was /lit/’s very own … [DO NOT CLICK]

Unresolved

The vengeful lays the bricks that build the wall of my constructs. The bilingual thickens hides that have yet to see springs. Ares is the eye seeding voice to render mute. Run blades upstream, lingers there a female notion. Oh day-dweller, welcome. Elemental air surrounds this transgression. Robed in temples and holy books, step towards … [DO NOT CLICK]

The Case of Dutch Literature

by Anonymous Preface This essay is written as an observation, diagnoses, lament and eulogy to Dutch literature by a literature enthusiast who is concerned about the (non-existing) influence that Dutch and Flemish writers have on this world. This is merely my point of view and the light that I shine on this subject will probably … [DO NOT CLICK]

‘Covid Blues’ by The Privy Poet

Been down with the Covid Been down fer sev’ral weeks Fer so long I been bedrid And when I breathe . . . I squeak   Corona’s made me sick Lethargy’s got me sicker I decided to take a trip ‘Ile I still got a good ticker And with twenty-twenty hindsight I should’ve reckonsidered   … [DO NOT CLICK]

The Tale of the Autist

By Alfred R. (haud ignota loquor!) I am contemplating not inditing a book, that is what I am doing right now. This is an endeavor at making the least engaging and worst experience for you. Question 1. -Why are you reading this? (labor ipse voluptas?) (e causa ignota?) Question 2. Do you optate some more … [DO NOT CLICK]

A Town by the Beach; or, Anon-Oedipus

I’ve sat down at a table with my dear friend, he doesn’t have a name. Guy I knew knew a girl who didn’t have a name either, had to pick one. He also knew a lot about this one game, town with no name. He wouldn’t stop talking about how it replicated scenes from a … [DO NOT CLICK]