Encounter under trees

She lunged forward as she stumbled over a branch that was lying on the track. Her hood slid over her eyes and as she lifted her arm to adjust it she realized again the weight of her backpack which made the straps cut her shoulder. […]

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It’s snowing now.. – Part 1

At this very moment, the complaints employee the electric power company hangs up, somebody steals a copper cable, and the lights at some house go out leaving some man to kiss some woman. Oil drips making the sound of a tick.. tick.. tick.. Slowly going […]

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What does the future mean to me

Asking about the future is somehow strange for me, I’ve lived my entire life focusing on the moment, finding no point in waiting, suspense, or thinking about a changing future over which I have no control. A logic of destiny is the only thing tying […]

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The bubbles of my life

I’m often asked, if I could remember the time before the reunification. I can’t really because I was too young. But there are some fragments like the janitor, who swirled me around in the air and I lost my chewing gum, and maybe someone found […]

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The Smell

Eating a greasy burger at that time of the day was one of the things that I always thought impossible. Admittedly, I hadn’t known until that moment that I felt this way, I had never thought clearly that it was impossible but when I saw […]

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War as a marginal detail

Today passes with the same routine since I was born, only the faces add something new that I can mention; before, I was a child that passersby looked at wondering what species was this creature. I am the same person today, with more baldness, and […]

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Double Standards

“It’s on me.” The pretty guy behind the bar winks at her with ice-blue eyes as he puts down the gin tonic in front of her. She beams at him, glad about the attention and then she soothes down her shirt before she takes a […]

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We dream today. We dream tomorrow.

Seeing the light of your smile is enough to make me want to live, even if metaphorically and nothing more. I only know a little about immigration; I know every letter that has been written about exile, eeriness, and tears in the darkest of the […]

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