„I make these so-called semiotic films as a way to stay silent. Perhaps someone, by watching them, will hear / read themselves.” A.-Ch. Kyçyku
Posters by KÜdesign©
„I make these so-called semiotic films as a way to stay silent. Perhaps someone, by watching them, will hear / read themselves.” A.-Ch. Kyçyku
Posters by KÜdesign©
The Deathers, novel, Pogradec 1988 / Bucharest 2020 [Mortët, roman, SQ]
A Glorious and Dying Tribe – The Saga of an Oblivion, Bucharest 1998 / 2024 [Un trib glorios și muribund – eposul unei uitări, RO]
The Rivers of the Sahara, novel, Tirana 1986 / Bucharest 1994 [Lumenjtë e Saharasë, roman, SQ]
Home, novel [Bucharest, 2005, SQ]
Incógnito, novel, Bucharest 2015 [Incógnito, roman, SQ]
The Prompter’s Exodus – streodrama, Bucharest 2022 [Exodul sufleurilor – sterodramă, RO]
You and other stories, Prose (1997-2020)
Eye/s / Ojo, novel, ES – Bucharest 2003 [Sy, roman, SQ]
Father / El padre, ES – Bucharest 2003 [Ati, roman, SQ]
The year in which the swan was invented, novel, Bucharest 1996 [Anul în care s-a inventat lebăda, RO]
Ex – novel with love & conspiracy, novel, Bucharest 2008 [Ex – roman de dragoste & conspiraţie, RO]
Empatycon or The Book of Premature Life, novel, Bucharest 2007 [Empatycon sau Cartea Vieții Premature, RO]
Zo-om, prose in Albanian, „Naimi”, Tirana 2023 / „Librarium Haemus”, Bucharest 2024
13. I encountered deeply ingrained issues. I had been talking to myself for who knows how long, and with each uttered word, I learned new ones. I learned the word ‘birth,’ the word ‘issue,’ the phrase ‘deeply ingrained,’ the word ‘speak,’ the word ‘perhaps,’ the phrase ‘for how long,’ the phrase ‘to oneself,’ the conjunction ‘and,’ the word ‘conjunction,’ the word ‘after,’ the word ‘every,’ the word ‘word,’ the word ‘thus,’ the word ‘learn,’ the word ‘news,’ the word ‘phrase,’ the word ‘enough,’ and many more and many more. Otherwise, how could I even speak, even if just to myself? In truth, the words were the same, but to me, they felt different, entirely different, and I relearned them from scratch, as if they were completely new. However, I managed to open my eyes—somehow, who knows how—and beheld five white walls. Excluding the floor, which was behind me since I was lying down, there were five white walls in the room. It was fortunate there weren’t more than five, because even if there were, they would still be just walls.