Igor Rybak is a silly man who writes serious stories.
Is it blasphemous to have a Chekhovian voice? In a series of sharp, witty aphorisms, the act of writing is compared to playing the piano and praying, exploring the indefinite directions to the end of language itself.
On a mission to buy sugar, a young man is instead swept up by a newfound love, returning home with empty pockets and a heart full of poetry. His confession, much to his family's chagrin, marks the definitive end of verse. A charming, whimsical story told in one breathless sentence.