Personal Gothic
- Nora Hultman
They were unusually many that summer, or maybe, worse at hiding. They seemed to get in everywhere in our old house. We heard them squeak, and I remember the stench when they [...]
- Oliwia Sewastynowicz
Read by Julia Prokopowicz You ever had to bury a friend? Like, actually, bury them? The corpse, the dirt, and a shovel if you’re lucky. The dirt stuck underneath your nails [...]
- Agnieszka Grzegowska
Read by Julia Prokopowicz It usually appears out of nowhere, when you least expect it. Some people can tell when it’s coming, feel it approaching. There’s a sudden rush of cold, [...]
- Małgorzata Harasimowicz
Read by Patrycja Bolda How am I even supposed to start writing about violence? The topic seems so close, yet so distant. Am I the right person to rock the boat? Where [...]
- Marta Kot
Read by Małgorzata Rejmentowska Lumbricus Terrestris. Earthworm. Nightcrawler. Why is the simple shiny earthworm called a night-crawler? Does it literally crawl in the night? Or is the night the symbol of [...]