Categoría: a short stories
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death threats by Bogdan Dragos
I knew she was cool after the first words she uttered when I offered to buy her a drink She said, «Just so you know, I’m on my period.» «All right,» I said. «So beer or something stronger?» She waited a bit. «A Margarita will do, thanks.» I bought her…
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SILENT SWARM by Guadalupe Cisneros Villa
Abby hated insects — or bugs, it made no difference to her. Ever since she was little, she’d had panic attacks around anything that crawled or moved. Bees, especially, were her worst menace. When she was twelve, one had stung her, and from that moment on she’d sworn to annihilate…
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Rainy Day by Amber Drake
It’s one of those dull, fog-filled days.I sit on the windowsill, smoking a cigaretteLetting my gaze rest onThe lush, emerald green trees,Observing the contrast they makeTo asphalt dyed black from rain.And I remember suddenly, yesterday:You and me, laughing till we cried.And unexpectedly I discover thatThe old resentment I harboured for…
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Jealousy (second part) by Luisa Zambrotta
Who is non Guilty of this Vice? —D. Johnson – abridged Valérie Trierweiler, the dismissed mistress of the French president, dealt with her jealousy in her memoir Thank You for This Moment, an account of her brief reign as President François Hollande’s première dame, Hollande had fathered the four children of…
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The New Old People by Gerald Yelle
They want to know why the weeks all start with broken eggs. Well, maybe it’s the way their horses snicker. They blame the rider, but I say it’s the chickens. Neither feels right. It’s like our number sense is disconnected. They say it’s the end of one chapter and the…
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to write about hearts being lovers by Bogdan Dragos
she told me she broke up with her boyfriend because the fool started writing poetry «It’s disgusting,» she said «Does he write about dead bodies, rape, and–« «What? No, goddammit! He writes about our hearts being lovers, mine and his, and he says how they call to each other at…
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ENGLAND, OH ENGLAND by Mike Steeden
At my door they try selling me their religionOnline they want my money to sell me trash On the street the Far Right are dishing out their flyersI just smile telling those racists to fuck of in a flashEngland, oh England take a good look in the mirrorYou’ll see you’re…
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Possibilities by Lynn White
He was used to bareback riders, he had been a circus horse after all. But she was different, as bare as Lady Godiva covered only by her long hair. He could feel her auburn curls tangling with the curls of his long black mane. Her flesh was on his flesh,…
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Jealousy by Luisa Zambrotta
Who Is Not Guilty of This Vice? – Diane Johnson – (abridged) Love makes the world go around, says the poet, while the cynic says it’s money; and Peter Toohey, professor of classics at the University of Calgary, constructs an entertaining argument for jealousy being the wellspring of a much greater…
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Turning ten | Mai Thảo
Photography by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm A short story in Vietnamese by Mai ThảoTranslator: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm Barely out of the front door, Tuyến was already running. The look on his mother’s face was propably not a happy one as she watched him run, his father had probably raised…
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violate your throat with her kiss by Bogdan Dragos
She’s watching from behind the veil of darkness with two bright yellow eyes round and slit by black pupils Her smile is made of very sharp, pointy teeth and it’s arched like a crescent moon I can tell she has a wild hair that would look like frozen flames in…
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Goldfish by Lynn White
Her favourite foods were prawns and chocolate biscuits. I wondered if she would be fooled by torn pieces of plastic heavily disguised. She ate them eagerly. And then she spat, spat them all out her look of disgust clearly expressing her thoughts, “I’m not one of them brain dead sea…
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The awareness of death and the language that names it by María José Luque Fernández
Graciela Pisano states that “what differentiates human beings from animals is the awareness of death.” This awareness is not merely knowing that we will die —something that could also be affirmed biologically— but knowing ourselves as mortal in a symbolic, existential sense. That is, to live under the weight and…
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18 April – A Famous Birthday: LUCREZIA BORGIA by Luisa Zambrotta
Pinturicchio Lucrezia Borgia was born on April 18, 1480, in Subiaco, near Rome. She was the illegitimate daughter of Cardinal Rodrigo Borgia, who ruled as Pope Alexander VI from 1492 to 1503 and whose family became known for their crimes and debaucheryShe could speak and write several languages, among which Italian,…
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Catch and Release Only by Gerald Yelle
Couples had to shelter in place and we tried to guess who would still be together when it was over. One couple in particular looked ready to fight just going in. Their kids played soccer in a narrow courtyard. I had the feeling one of them was about to get…
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life is short but… by Bogdan Dragos
«Look buddy,» she said, «life is short but apparently not short enough for us to quit complaining about how short life is and do something to be remembered for.» At the time I didn’t grasp the depth of her words I was more focused on playing with her daughter outside…
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