Etiqueta: a short stories
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Ice floe by Amber Drake
I stand precariously balancedOn a small island of iceAdrift in an oceanWith no shore in sightDark green waterAs far as my eyes can seeThe smallest of wavesThreatens my footingMany times IOverbalance and tumbleInto the cold seaWater closes over my headFills my mouth and noseThe taste of salt makes me gagStubbornly…
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Sylvia Plath by Luisa Zambrotta
Sylvia Plath died on 11 February, 1963 Sylvia Plath was born in Massachusetts, in 1932. She published her first poem at the age of eight and was considered a model daughter and student, sensitive and tending to be a bit of a perfectionist.In 1956, in Cambridge, she met and married…
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INSULT TO THE TRUTH By Katya Mills
She pushed her finger in the buzzer and it was like she was poking him directly in the eye the way it made his head ache. It was one of those old spring-loaded doorbells that carried a high dose of electricity like pressing on a pack of bees. She could…
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she died by the time childhood ended by Bogdan Dragos
the girl who lived by the graveyard would come out only in the evening the girl who lived by the graveyard would play with stick snares instead of dolls the girl who lived by the graveyard would be ever barefoot but never dirty She was deaf-mute but her smile needed…
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BABY, DON’T BE SO SURPRISED | Lê Vĩnh Tài
Image: Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm Thơ Lê Vĩnh TàiTranslation by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm we love each other as though we are criminals, chained up by the whispers of our heart, the only consolation is our last resting place, a bed or a hole in the ground, by the grace…
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Easter Chick by Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
Wound up from the sugary Peeps in her basket, searching for Easter eggs, Mandy grabbed the pastel shades of purple, pink, yellow, orange, and blue plus G.I. Joe green. Running to the porch to share her treasures, her eyes opened wide at the live chick in a box. «Is this…
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Febr. 18, 1294: Kublai Khan’s death by Luisa Zambrotta
Kublai Khan (September 23, 1215 – February 18, 1294) was the fifth Khagan (Great Khan) of the Mongol Empire. He was proclaimed Khagan in Shangdu in 1260, and reigned as the first Yuan emperor until his death in 1294.Shangdu (also known as Xanadu), was the capital of Kublai Khan’s Yuan…
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Hemingway table.. by John Coyote
I found Hemingway table in Paris, in the Spring of 1978. I found Hemingway table in Monterey, California in 1992. I searched Central and South America for three years, seeking the places Hemingway loved. I dreamed of visiting Cuba. I want to stand where he wrote his great novels. I…
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«we’re losing him!» by Bogdan Dragos
he dozed off into the warm sun with the shade at his head but not touching him It was her hand that touched him Caressed his curly hair The girl from the shade The girl who whistled those wholesome tunes while holding a child in her arms and breastfeeding The…
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Life of Crime by Gerald Yelle
One thing I came up with that saved a lot of grief, so I became a sort of hero for a minute: I put the baby in the trunk, wrapped her in blankets so she wouldn’t get tossed around corners or when I slammed on the brakes. Otherwise someone had…
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Banished by Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
She was lost as to why he carried her outside. Clothed, scantily, sheer model’s robe, hands pressing to the window, the one he gazed from for inspiration. Why couldn’t he see her? Lost in the in-between, after he placed her in the shallow grave, after rinsing his bloody pallet knife.
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M. de La Palice (1470 – 24 February 1525)
“LAPALISSIAN” Monsieur de la Palisse est mortEst mort devant PavieUn quart d’heure avant sa mort,Il était encore en vie. (*) On 24 February 1525 Jacques de La Palice, a French nobleman and military officer died during the battle of Pavia, while fighting as a Marshal under Francis I.That battle, fought on…
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should’ve been a poet by Bogdan Dragos
It’s definitely not an easy feeling to hold in the heart Especially not when you’re at your wedding and your bride is the most beautiful jewel in the treasure chest, as he’d put it It was a poetic expression that brought tears in her eyes and drew romantic sighs from…
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HER NEEDLEWORK | Lê Vĩnh Tài
A Short Story in Vietnamese by Lê Vĩnh TàiTranslation by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm You can see it right, the drooping autumn leaves, on the branches falling to the ground, nourishing the earth, she said. And the truth is each time around Tết the tropical almond tree would shed its…
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Traffic Ticket by Nolcha Fox
Excuse me, Judge. Judge? Can I have just a moment of your time? Look at this traffic ticket. Is it not the strangest thing you’ve ever seen? Good, you agree. Do you think I should pay for it? Oh no, I wouldn’t go to traffic school. I wasn’t the one…
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Landru by Luisa Zambrotta
Henri Désiré Landru (April 12, 1869 – February 25, 1922) was a French multiple killer and real-life “Bluebeard”. During World War I, Landru started to contact Parisian women through newspaper ads published in the lonely hearts sections. They usually read: “Widower with two children, aged 43, with comfortable income, serious…
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