ixile — Literature that doesn’t behave
Novel · Satire
Bulă, or How We Invented Quantum
Jaia PapitzA literary satire about laughter, bureaucracy, and the small cosmic errors that keep reality from sealing itself shut.
You see me now?
The line of cars outside the entrance to the Mukoshima Outlet Park and Gardens complex, a short drive from downtown Osaka, stretched back a good 300 meters, and was steadily building in length. Only two hours after opening, the car parks were already filled to capacity on a bitterly cold Sunday morning, and there was a steady freezing rain beating…
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Exile Alcoves
Poetry
270 works
The Insomniac
Essays
33 works
Please, let the crazy run the asylum!
Fiction
15 works
The Bailiff
Translation
4 works
The Second Part
Satire
3 works
Self-Indulgence
Creative Nonfiction
3 works
Ray and Eva
Fragment
1 work
The Shawl Seller
Other
1 work
Parables of actual and metaphysical revolt
Play
1 work
Take It or Believe It
UnAlphabetless
A recovered text from the first ixile body — returned to circulation, not as nostalgia, but because it still burns.
Dispatches, books, and texts the archive refused to lose.
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