Summary
Nikola Leskovar: The Moon Shines Through Cracked Ribs
"Did I kill a man or did I just dream that I was killing him? Doesn't it matter? I felt good, so I'm guilty."
Nikola Leskovar's second novel is a dark and poignant study of human evil, false hope and the smoldering power of love that could redeem us all together. Leskovar, and he has already strongly testified to this in his debut novel Body of Salt, writes with an easy, sharp hand like a katana, his language solutions are amazingly poetic, and his prose strength is grounded in a rarely seen talent. Sharp, disturbed and tectonically precise sentences arranged in short chapters take your breath away with their brutal energy, and suddenly the inhabitants of those sentences, a whole constellation of bizarre, insane, sad and hysterical characters, become our companions with whom we head straight through this dark and muddy path to the pleasure of reading. by genre or by offering to the reader. Then again, it's also an irresistible special text, pure adventure, a merry-go-round that has broken off and is spinning under the cold moonlight.
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