The dedicated reader of Kyiv Unedited may recall that we last observed expatriate American poet Steve Kowalski leaving the editorial offices of The Cantankerous Curmudgeon [Ed.: In “Kowalski’s Beat”], an…

“To the Emporium!” “The Emporium!”  The guests in dark suits and glittering evening gowns clink crystal, exchange half smiles. They settle back into high-backed upholstered chairs around a cherrywood dinner…

The door bangs shut to produce an echo that flits from room to room in the modestly furnished flat of Zippy Zamazda. His wife, her eyes a pool of tears,…

“Heh – right now, I’m heading toward my favorite niche, which is a really small café and bagel joint in the corner of the building adjoining the central synagogue… “Except……

In the dark undefined space, which is The Ferret’s subterranean hovel, the landline rings: Eh, hello… heh-heh… hello… HELLO!!! Nu, for you did not ever look at the paper or…

Steve Kowalski, I really need you to confirm that I’m Byronic, and I need you to pretty much do it ASAP, meaning right now. Waiting for your reply. I’ll thank…

As The Ferret jubilantly canters down the sidewalk with his dukes raised up to his flabby chest, throwing air punches as he attempts boxer-like toe dances (except that he has…

Regarding Some Problems with the Text All evidence, based on textual analysis, and plain common sense, points to “The Kyiv Commix” as having been authored by no more than two…

Well, Apocrypha is Apocrypha. Being both highly suspect and suspicious at the same time, there are doubts as to its existence, since it appears not to belong, and yet manages…

The story is shaved as close to the skin of the chase as the skill of this left-handed craftsman allows him Episode 4 left uncut because it is all action!!!…