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I LOVED YOU

My dear…

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Short Stories | Contos

THE JOURNAL

“You could have been more subtle.” Christian was holding his wife’s journal in his hands. He handed it to her. “Why did you do this? Why leaving this wide open on my desk?”             Lisa shrugged her shoulders.             “Because you don’t listen to me.”             “You’re saying that since the day we met.”             […]

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Personal | Pessoal

ONE CHANCE ONLY

We live only once and most of my life has been a total waste. This is not a middle-age crisis digression. I have not lived. I’ve been only witnessing existence. Though I’m aware of this for a long time, I haven’t find a way of changing my way of living yet. I suppose my frustrations […]

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LUCY BREAD

“I got bread!,” shouted a brute in high school while groping Lucy’s buttocks. “You got toasted!,” she retorted, hitting him right in the eye with Thomas Mann’s The Magic Mountain. This is Lucy Bread and the moment was magic indeed. Never more in her all entire life she would be a victim of abuse. The […]

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THE DONKEY SITUATION

I was minding my own business when the intercom starts buzzing. This is rare. Actually it would only happen when there was some package or registered letter. There was a donkey on the video screen. “It’s the mail”, said a voice I knew quite well, but I could only see the donkey’s head nodding. I […]

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LOVE’S MUMBO JAMBO

Gregory sat on the bench, tightly close to Sophie due to the cold. For thirty eight years they would sat there every Saturday afternoon, except on vacations. When occupied, they would lay down on the lawn. The river started to change color as the Sun moved towards the horizon, dimming the stains of pollution to […]

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Poems | Poemas

STRENGTH

Most of my life I’ve been all alone. Existence is a strife tearing me to the bone. My friends are few, and family, untrue. I had my companions, all them long lasting, my wonderful sirens who ended my fasting periods and despair of belonging nowhere. My mind is wounded. Nothing too serious. My scars are […]