Lara Gregori – A Thread, A Dream
He could see himself as a child sitting on a rock beside the fire while his mother, her veil lifted and her nails black...
Giorgio Olivari – Zuava
Elide was born in 1926. Born a fascist.
She was the daughter of a railway worker, who had been obliged to become a National Fascist...
Mattia Di Carlo – Stagehand smokes rosemary
CHAPTER 1
The appointment is for Monday 15 June 2015 at the Hotel Italia, «at 11:00 sharp», the message says.
There will also be the other...
William Butler Yeats – The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The...
Lara Gregori – The Pardon, the Grace
Five stitches on the right wrist, six on the left, Sam White had been marching non-stop for hours from wall to wall of his...
Seumas O’Kelly – Michael and Mary
Mary had spent many days gathering wool from the whins on the headland. They were the bits of wool shed by the sheep before...
Michele Curatolo – The Lost Flowers
Alberto is working in Milan now.
Ever since he had started living with Carla, and needed some money to get along, for a long time...
Gloriana Orlando – Christmas Gift
This year I want to make a Christmas crib. I haven’t made one since I was a child. I remember the joy of Christmas...
Gloriana Orlando – Cri
Cri is a butterfly, whirling happily, forgetting everything. Cri is a little long-legged swan, who dances, dances, dances until she is exhausted and whose ...
Edgar Allan Poe – The Black Cat
For the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen, I neither expect nor solicit belief. Mad indeed would I...