La luce tremolava nel buio della notte, illuminando a scatti il viso pallido della donna seduta alla fermata dell’autobus. Smarrita nei suoi pensieri, non notò i due giovani stranieri passare innanzi a lei scherzando ancora ubriachi dalla visita nel pub, occhiandola tra la nebbia dell’alcol. La notte era serena, calma, priva di nuvola e fredda. … Continue reading Flash back
The next day, was a rainy day. No surprise there. The alarm was going on, pressing her to wake up at six. She turned it off and started wondering if it was worth it. She heard the rain knocking at the window and decided to ignore everything and go back to sleep. At least the … Continue reading Another Love Story 4
It was a shame that she had picked a cloudy day to get outside. Now there was no way she could sit on the shore of the river to read in the sun. She considered going to the cafe nearby. It had been months since she had been there but the thought of the crowd … Continue reading Another Love Story 3
The experiment took much longer than expected but J was glad that it had taken her almost all the brain cells she possessed, to finish it. Like a small holiday. I should start meditating again. Finding the office had been easy and the lady sitting behind the desk was quite nice. All in all, it … Continue reading Another Love Story 2
It was one of those days. One of those days when a glass bottle falls onto your hand as you open the fridge door and spreads tartare sauce all over the floor while you are trying to drain the pasta, before it gets all mushy. One of those days where you had just one thing … Continue reading Another Love story
Grossi nuvoloni neri addensavano l’atmosfera quasi a soffocarci. Violenti tuoni rumoreggiavano nell’aria accompagnati dall’eco degli allarmi delle automobili. Numerosi fulmini lucenti squarciavano l’oscuro cielo invernale illuminando così la fitta pioggia scosciante che precipitava violentemente sull’asfalto inzaccherato. Il vento fischiava attraverso le fessure dell’avvolgibile. Nella casa regnava l’oscurità totale. Il silenzio spadroneggiava nelle stanze. Rannicchiata tra … Continue reading Ispirazione
“When I say it’s you I like, I’m talking about that part of you that knows that life is far more than anything you can ever see or hear or touch. That deep part of you that allows you to stand for those things without which humankind cannot survive. Love that conquers hate, peace that … Continue reading No internet
Er starrte den grauen Lampenschirm an, der sich wie ein einsamer Baum in einer Wüste, den Weg aus der Einsamkeit erkämpfte. Er konnte den Anblick nicht mehr ertragen. Licht strömte mit besonderer Intensität durch das Fenster in das kahle Zimmer hinein. Er wollte raus. Wie lange war er schon dort? Jahre? Monate? In seinen Gedanken … Continue reading Das Ding 5
Ein Licht durchbohrte seine Dunkelheit. Er sah sich langsam um. Mülltonnen. Eine breite und schmutzige Mauer stand vor seinen Augen. Wo war er? Er versuchte aufzustehen aber ein stechender Schmerz erinnerte ihn an seine Wunde. War es nicht sein Arm gewesen? Seine Kleider waren mit getrocknetem Blut verschmiert, das bis zum harten Boden geronnen war. … Continue reading Das Ding 4
Sie lief durch den Gang so schnell es ging. Hinter ihr hörte sie eigenartige Geräusche und Schreie verschiedener Menschen. Sie hörte ihren Namen. Sie konnte aber nicht zurückkehren. Das Blut erfror in ihren Adern. Es war in ihrer Nähe. Sie konnte es fühlen. Eine Melodie kam unerwartet aus allen Richtungen. Sie hatte sie schon mal … Continue reading Das Ding 3
Aromatic deception 
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