APOCALYPSE TWENTY ONE
Only the typical desert wind blew, the sun almost fired up the air. In the middle of a valley, a table, two chairs and a trailer. It was centuries since mankind and his actions...
Author: Vento tra i capelli
ANDREW AND LEVANTER
He was wandering throughout the small mountain village, like he was used to in the afternoon hours of a summer day in July. The green mountains surrounding the small village were his home, the...
The love trips
Hey you, We have to talk! So, i have a question for you Hey You, immagine…. If we were the sons of God Who drop an acid? We could dissapear When the effect finished...
English Version’s announcement
I created an english version of my personal web site where you can read some of my poems and short-stories and some of my articles on my web-magazine ” a inquiring’s opinions”. I hope...
THE CEMETERY KEEPER
8 p.m. He was waiting, like he always did for the past 10 years, that the last visitor, Mr. Honest, leave on his tired feet so he could close the iron gate. “Goodnight Gino”...
The Ogres Country
Don’t worry mom I won’t come home tonight I will be killed by our neighbor, You can see him Tomorrow, A classy man In a classy coffee bar Caressing affectionately His daughter. Don’t worry...
A Wrong Invention
Falls, Then goes back up Reconsidering That tear On my cheek. In my swollen eyes On the face I see In front of the mirror, I realize that The mask Is broken. In my...
Trees Speak
The trees speak Helped by the wind, They tell stories Of bygone days, The wind Caresses My thoughts Takes by the hand My soul, It leads it Somewhere else, Where people Is dressed, With...
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