Wine for a coffee buff

A phone is ringing somewhere. Someone is crying bitterly. Unfortunate news, probably. I’m used to bizarre dreams, those that do not take any interpretation or meaning. I remember the time I saw that I swallowed myself, then vomited it bitterly, it came out a child […]

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Deprivation

I had hospitalized myself, because I knew I couldn’t go on like that. Everything felt shifted and drifted, like a walk on stitching moss or like touching the sea and feeling fire. Surely, there were many years waiting for me but did I want to […]

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Musa

How ironic, you thought when the third wave pushed you under water. The first had drenched you, the second had thrown you overboard. The face of your mother passed through your mind, while you fought to get to the surface. The woman, who named you. […]

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The nightmare

Do not wait for the nightmare to end. It’s the truth, it’s not a dream, you can just die.. I feel like a fish when I am sad, my skin scales and the melted wind shakes it in the water, I walk around with popeyed […]

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Teacher

I must admit, I don’t know how old she was, but the travel guide for San Francisco, that she gave me as a gift, was published in 1976, in her other life, as she claimed. Back then she smoked joints while she preferred wine now […]

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Harmonica

One year ago, I didn’t have a quarter of the wishes I have at this moment, this surprising development wasn’t the result of a sudden increase of my level of ambition, and it certainly wasn’t my birthday so I could blow away my wishes recklessly […]

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Variations on the scale of Nahawand

It was one of the beautiful spring days… Not really, and I don’t know the weather in which this text sets. I also spite every language teacher who clapped for me before such an introduction. I have always enjoyed weekends, those days I spent for […]

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Death, packed in plastic

I pass this road almost every day and it is not very comfortable on the bike, because I’m constantly waiting to be overtaken by a car which wants to pass too narrowly and too quickly. On this morning it is different. It is Friday morning […]

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