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The Arena

The Arena The sleep had glued my mouth shut, leaving a bitter taste, and I swore for the umpteenth time that I’d never put booze in my mouth again. As usual, I’ll forget these oaths the moment I get to the club with the boys. I tried to get more comfortable and then suddenly, I … Continuă lectura →

An incident with a golden labrador

I remembered an incident with a golden labrador.Many years ago, I was with my little girl on a walk when I met a lady who was walking her golden labrador. He was a cute, playful dog and only four months old. He started playing with Isabela and stood up in two paws, reaching them close … Continuă lectura →

A simple fantasy

Just a fairy who lovesI feel finished, sweaty and tired, and wonder what the connection is between the meaningless rhymes in the sentence and my state. I have noticed several times that in cases of anguish or tension, I versify as if I find through this a valve to release the accumulated tension. But I … Continuă lectura →

Cum am scris povestirea „Puștoaico, tu ai sânge de viperă”

        Cum am scris povestirea „Puștoaico, tu ai sânge de viperă” Pentru că editura îmi cere de data asta ca pe lângă povestirea horror în sine să scriu și câteva cuvinte despre momentul inspirației care m-au făcut să o scriu, voi încerca să vă lămuresc. Nici că se putea potrivi mai bine o astfel de … Continuă lectura →

Our Chance Was Called Adam

Our Chance Was Called Adam Adam B. was living one of the unhappiest days he could remember in the last several years. The truth is that everything contributing to his misery, now all at the same time, had happened to him now and then during his life, but always separately and in particular, leaving one … Continuă lectura →

Meeting With a Goddess

Meeting With a Goddess Diana was driving with her usual airy and easy manner. The car seemed an extension of her being, and seeing her drive was a real delight. She was just taking a dangerous curve when, all of a sudden, came to me the idea to kiss her. As if she had heard … Continuă lectura →

How I Met Isabel

How I Met Isabel I have been asked often about the first time I met Isabel. Well, I have to confess, I don’t like to talk about that at all. Her presence in my life meant, first of all, giving up a whole row of bachelor’s habits, deeply rooted into my day-to-day routine, quite comfortable … Continuă lectura →

Goo-Goo-Gaa-Gaa, General

Goo-Goo-Gaa-Gaa, General My wife Betty, had just put little Bill, our eleven-month-old, to bed, asking me to keep quiet till he fell asleep, when I heard the doorbell. Puzzled, as it was almost 10 p.m., and we are not used to visits at this hour, I went to see who was there. At the door … Continuă lectura →

Eve’s Apples

Eve’s Apples To the memory of Ioan Resler After more than a thousand years, the descendants of the two beings would name the mountain in front of them Kilimanjaro. But then the great mountain did not have a name, and they did not seem to care much about it. They were glad it could be … Continuă lectura →

Do Not Kiss Isabel

Do Not Kiss Isabel The party must have been a real success; at least this is what I heard from those invited who were able to express their opinions coherently till its end. I was seeing a group of noisy and merry guests off to the front door when I noticed Isabel making a discreet … Continuă lectura →