Silvio Donà – The first copy arrives
“It’s here!”
My wife’s voice on the phone is excited, even a little bit scared.
“Are you sure? ” I ask. It’s a stupid question, I...
Heiko H. Caimi – Poems in the Wind
The square. The portico. The clock tower, standing out from the city hall behind the square, reminds the townspeople of the uncertainty of time....
Silvio Donà – It’s an iPhone that, isn’t it?
Scene: the crowded compartment of a (filthy, need I say it?) Italian train.
A guy in jeans and a casual jacket is trying to cut...
Obsession is elsewhere
-But writing what?
-Writing about obsession, death.
-What obsession? What death?
-Writing about obsession, writing about death.
-I do not understand.
-You cannot. You cannot if you do not...
Silvio Donà – Alien Vs Accountant
What will people think of me?
I’m an idiot. That’s clear. It’s hard to balme them.
What do you think of somebody, who, while sitting at...
Heiko H. Caimi – Part -Time (or “On Springs”)
«The director was even moved», said Irina, the editor in chief of Amoreux.
«I'm glad», said Imerio at the other end of the line. But...
Gabriella Tonin – Aunt Serafina
The love of reading is her gift.
Reserved and, according to some, a bit grumpy, Aunt Serafina had been silently waiting for retirement, and then,...
Silvio Donà – Father, What Do You Do for a Living?
Living room of a middle-class apartment. A man in his forties, wearing jeans and a cotton shirt, is sitting on the couch with a...
Michele Curatolo – A Journey with the Master
The Master is a living median reincarnation between Yoko Ono and John Lennon, as if in his features, in his gestures, and even in...
Heiko H. Caimi – The Blank Page
Now is the time.
On my monitor, the input line flashes on the blank page. So many nice characters in my mind, and a...
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Elizabeth Gilbert – Eat, Pray, Love
The thirty-four-year-old journalist from New York Liz Gilbert decides to travel for a year between Italy, India and Indonesia. This is her life adventure,...
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Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.
(Neale Donald Walsch)
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It was embarrassing at first, when they didn’t know each other. The postwoman would say hello and Miriam would say I’m grand even though...
Louise Nealon
Louise Nealon is a writer from Co Kildare. In 2017, she won the Seán Ó Faoláin International Short Story Competition and was the recipient...
Sam Franza – Boarding Eagle
"Because the tortoise is sure of foot, for this reason must we clip the wings of the eagles?"
(Edgar Allan Poe)
