An American Saga Set in Kyiv
VOLUME 2 of THE KYIV COMMIX
VOLUME 2 of THE KYIV COMMIX
CONTENTS
FRAMES 133 – 244: Aug. 2013 – March 2015
VOLUME 2
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Then goes on winter vacation It is a chilly, chilly morning of what will turn out to be a sunny and warm Indian summer day in Kyiv – just one,…
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It is one of those day’s you’ve heard about. Mid-fall chill penetrated by warmth – the kind that runs a wave of shivers through you when you stretch in the…
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“Now what’s he gonna do… start breaking up the furniture?” Step is sitting open-legged on a plain wooden chair. His jaw, long and sallow, is propped up by a half-clenched…
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“Give it up, Dirk!” Dickerson stops in his tracks, shoots a glance at the scene below and then takes a running jump for the opposite roof. “Get a man up…
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We of the Kyiv Unedited Secret Editorial Board just don’t get it. First the first piece of a purported Volume 3 of The Commix – What’s it doing there, how…
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“Io Saturnalia!” The Half Guinea steps off a short stone porch in Naberezhna Podil, his face an olive yellow, his eyes large, dark and tired. His trousers are corduroy green,…
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“Cut out that racket!” Dickerson clutches his temples with the heels of his hands. He’s all but naked but for powder-blue boxer shorts and black knit socks. The top leaf…
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The Dnieper isn’t frozen; it’s dark and rippled and cold to the eye. Huge sheets of ice lumber just below the surface, a broken winter landscape succumbed to a river’s…
