The subtitle of this collection is "Is it odd or are you too normal?" I have to answer that I'm too normal. This is a collection of 20 short stories coming from a wide range of sources (many are translations, some are from the early 20th century) that have nothing in common except a general inaccessibility. I like weird fiction, but I need at least a small piece of normality to get my hook in, and most of these stories denied me that. It's a strange experience reading through a 5-10 page story and still have no concept of why it exists when you finish. And that happened to me several times in this collection.
Some could be considered as tone poems, and work as such (the Fork and The Aunts stand out in that manner), and some seem very steeped in their own cultures, so they work as an interesting look at fantasy in other parts of the world, although some of the translations are rough enough that it is not an easy observation to make.
And then there is Logues, which I could not connect with at all. And The Volatilized Ceiling of Baron Munodi, which is the same. And then there are the gut punches of Unmaking and The Head, which are some of the most unsettling body horror I've ever read.
There's nothing here that particularly stands out as wonderful. There's nothing that's absolutely horrible either; just a lot of works that were too obtuse to my way of reading that I got nothing from them. But then again, maybe that just goes to show that I am too normal. If you consider yourself truly odd, try yourself against this and see if your mileage varies.