Marcel KruegerOctober in the ChairFor some, like me, born on the 1st of October, autumn comes early and stays throughout life. This is the time for rain. For listening to…Oct 23, 2019Oct 23, 2019
Marcel KruegerDas Geschenk des TodesKrankhafter Konsum ist derart normal geworden, dass er nicht mehr auffällt.Dec 3, 2018Dec 3, 2018
Marcel KruegerOctober in the ChairFor some, like me, born on the 1st of October, autumn comes early and stays throughout life. This is the time for rain. For listening to…Oct 7, 2018Oct 7, 2018
Marcel KruegerThe SeamstressTo commemorate Holocaust Memorial Day this year, the Yad Vashem World Holocaust Center in Jerusalem has created a so-called IRemember-wall…Jan 27, 2018Jan 27, 2018
Marcel KruegerTHERE IS NO HOPE AND THE NIGHTS ARE COLDI first read this story, one of the few short stories I have published so far, in the dark bowels of the former Prussian Fort Gorgast in…Oct 29, 2017Oct 29, 2017
Marcel KruegerOctober in the ChairThis is the time for rain. For listening to Elliott Smith. For pumpkin soup. For cold feet, a runny nose and headaches. For the smoke of…Oct 4, 2017Oct 4, 2017
Marcel KruegerinThe Dundalk Bureau of Perambulatory InvestigationsA Gentleman after our LikingOver seventy years ago a English officer who was stationed in Dundalk barracks was a renowned walker and for a wager of £50 he agreed to to…Aug 28, 2017Aug 28, 2017
Marcel KruegerA Taste of DublinI’m a German national living in Ireland for almost eleven years. I’ve arrived on the dying breath of the Celtic Tiger, stayed through the…Jun 19, 2017Jun 19, 2017
Marcel KruegerinThe Dundalk Bureau of Perambulatory InvestigationsThe King on the HillThe king is dead. They dismembered him, quartered to be precise, and the parts of his body were sent to the four corners of Ireland. A way…May 22, 2017May 22, 2017
