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,...

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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Silvio Donà – Serial Killer

Rocco did not have any particular reason to hate old women.Yet, he hated them in a ferocious way.Only seeing one of them...

Nocturnal Animals

Susan (Amy Adams) is an unhappy gallery owner, imprisoned in the apparent perfection of an upper middle class life. When she returns...

Antonia Buizza – Angela

“Angela, don’t run: you know that after you are going to have a sore throat”.“Ok, mum, I’m coming”.Mother and daughter went back...

Órla Foyle – Dorothea in the Land of Black and White Men

The white girl looks over at our table. She is waiting for chowder soup while her mother waits for fish and chips....

Órla Foyle – Italian Nuns

In Kenya, we knew Italian nunswho snapped chicken necksand swung pig sausage from thekitchen rafters.They smelled of soup and incenseand dug their...