In Shadows of Invisible dogs, the stories are fixated on the occasional twists of thought/feeling. The characters are seeing the extraordinary in the mundane, there, where it may not exist. Their world is woven of visions, memories and glimpses into the future. The shadows of their "own muddled life" remain simply in some "happy afternoon". Faces flashes by, coming and going. Images are sinking beneath the thick layer of tears, merging with other drowning faces. Pain, wounds and scars are covering the bodies from top to bottom. Global questions are put forth: "what this power is which in its mindless greed, destroys those over whom it rules?"