Tag: Luca Garonzi
Antonia Buizza – Immortality
I met Maicol at primary school, but only three years ago I understood how worthy he was.
He went within a split time from barely...
Miriam Bonetti – Mukarib
My name is Mukarib, but everyone calls me Mucca. Not Muka, but Mucca, just as the animal who lives in the barn and makes...
Antonia Buizza – Friends
“What time is it?”
“A quarter to nine already”.
“What shall we do? Shall we order?”
“I would say yes. I think we have waited too long...
Giorgio Olivari – Nenad
Grandma went to town yesterday and never came back. What happened? I don’t know.
Alma tells me not to worry. She says: “Don’t be scared,...
Anna Ettore – Libya
When the war in Libya broke out, we started working again.
Sea arrivals on Lampedusa island and on the southern Italian shores had picked up...
Italo Bonera – Vertigo
Evening aperitif.
It is the moment that I usually spend with my friends at Commercio coffee bar, lingering in front of a spritz and appetizers...
Giorgio Olivari – Do you remember?
Do you remember the interview day at the bank? Yes, when we met the director in the management offices, up at the last floor....
Giorgia Boragini – The strange case of Elda Rodriguez
The day they would kill her, Elda Rodriguez woke up at 6 am, after a night of hazy dreams. An unresolved dream left a...
June Caldwell – Upcycle: an account of some strange happenings on...
It is hardly worth telling, this story of mine, or at least in a modern context, because so many people go through the same...
Anna Ettore – The Gypsy Night
That was my first time there. It was the end of February; the gypsy camp had been reported in the fields behind Chiaravalle abbey....