Usually, when someone reviews a book, the book is new. This review, however, is for a book that is nearly 20 years old, yet the content is as fresh, invigorating, inspiring and timeless.

The Mirror
The silver moon was astounding, he thought. The cold light made everything appear as if belonging to a recurrent dream from his childhood. But ever since that night he couldn’t dream anymore. He would often lie there, on his bed, head sinking in the pillows, and he would imagine how it felt like to [...]

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Sean ran his fingers through his hair for about the eighteenth time. Then he sighed, protruding his lower lip in another futile attempt to make his bangs flutter. He envied girls who could do that. If he could do that at the perfect moment on stage, maybe a girl in the audience looking at one [...]

Self Portraits
He observed that there were two of him in her sunglasses, identical twins, one of him in each lens. And each image was a miniature portrait, head and shoulders painted dark, backlit by an April sky, each copy sharing its frame with a likewise duplicated white cloud. And as long as she gazed at [...]

Mirrors
Would he be able to tell just by looking at her? Sarah stood in front of the round mirror in the foyer. Her cheeks were pink and her skin looked clearer and brighter than usual against her black curls, black tank top and dark eyes. It was just a kiss. She had fixed her lip [...]