She took the book and went away from the kitchen where the others stayed, lighting up spliffs with peppercorn-scented candles. After 30 minutes she had gone, he felt like looking for her. He found her in the living room, crouching on the blue sofa, her left leg dangling. She was gone from their physical space … Continue reading Metanoia
She took a deep breath pausing in front of the glass sliding doors. Her tired face reflected on it for a second, she was so worried about her appearance that she did not notice the elephant in the colophon that usually made her laugh. Or at least beam.
When she woke up with him under her bed sheets she felt like to cover her face with heavy make up before starting to talk with him.
The sunset was about to hug the dusty sand and the mild water your feet would never want leave. She grabbed some bugs with the help of her flashy green plastic mould shaped like a sloppy tower. She noticed a little tree branch, small like her arm but thick enough to hold an ants’ colony. … Continue reading Zoogenic
She was having her quick cigarette break outside the crowded, moisty pub. The night was chill but not to the point to need a heavy jacket. She liked feeling the goose bumps popping out on her skin. She gave some drags to her rolled cigarettes. She could not finish it; she did not have time. … Continue reading Hypnacogic
Were they looking? Were they? Why lights were so strong? Why lights were pointed directly on his face? He could feel his hands swelling like hot-air balloons, started sweating, desperately looking for a place where to shoo off their tremor. And to not mention his legs! Did he still have them? They felt like yogurt … Continue reading Jimjams
She had vomited for the whole night. It was something like food poisoning, combined with the stress she accumulated in the last few weeks because of the projects that were so difficult to make happen. Nonetheless, she still had a brunch planned with her boyfriend’s great aunt – yes, despite her 70 years she was … Continue reading Inspissate