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Archives for November, 2011

The Importance of Being … Unaware People Understand What I Talk (In a Foreign Language)

With such a long and complicated (but cutely suggestive, right) title, you may wonder what I am on about right now. Well, I came up with the idea a couple of days ago when I was standing in a Costa drinking a green at 6 p.m. (don’t judge me!) and I was absorbed in writing […]

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EYE KNOW

I can see nothing. Darkness fills the window. My head feels foggy, my body numb – like waking up in bedlam. I turn on the night light, reach for a cigarette. I remember a party, vaguely, each face a phantom version of itself, each figure spectral. I remember a dream. The streets were empty. Dark, […]

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What's in a Word?

This is an excerpt of one my my articles (click on this phrase to read the whole text) from my Helium account, which I think is relevant to the world not only relating the “Arab Spring” or the “Occupy” movements, but to the way the society is built as a whole.  _________________________ Strong words relating to […]

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Flash Fiction: At the bus station (from my Helium)

One of my Helium articles: It was cold… So cold. I was rushing to take the bus home through the crowds and dreaming about an ideal world in which I was the reincarnation of Bruce Lee and my kung fu was the strongest of ’em all. As I was preparing to cross the street, I […]

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Kaddish

BREAD AND ASHES A shadow in a shadow land as time goes on and memories fade and you weather the years and visit the graves, until your dream falls asleep, too, and all that remains of the ashes of winter is the warmth you once gave. A ghost, even then, in her faded print dress, […]

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