![]() ![]() Seemingly quotidian routines and unremarkable lives are pierced by Kovalyk’s precise, sensual prose, to reveal the magic lurking just beneath the surface of the daily skin of existence. Women love, and lose, strange creatures they find by the garden gate dream dogs are liberated from the icy prison of a fridge bathrooms bloom into rainforests that souls can lose themselves in forever. He lay in the grass, clutching a piece of dirty plastic in his tiny baby hands.īlending the naturalistic and the fabulistic, these elusive, delicate stories fold fable and fairy tale into the everyday, domestic settings of kitchen, garden, car. I found him one morning when I went to take out the rubbish. Shortlisted author for Slovakia’s prestigious Anasoft Litera Award.They are bold and experimental fiction which, at their best, read like Angela Carter’s Bloody Chamber for the Fleabag age." - New Welsh Review "The stories in The Night Circus, Kovalyk’s third collection, are dark, graphic and restlessly odd. ‘.riotous, funny and painful’ - European Literature Network on Kovalyk ![]()
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