Short stories

  • The value of things

    The value of things

    He put all of them in a large basket, covered inside with a faded yellow bag. One, two and three. The last…

  • The orange trees

    The orange trees

    There is a street in Rome filled with orange trees. Who knows who, one day, perhaps from the local municipality, decided to…

  • Losing and finding oneself

    Losing and finding oneself

    The skin near the fingernails of the right hand remains dry, uncoordinated in relation to the gait of the finger, a symptom…

  • The agenda

    The agenda

    After having finished her work, said goodbye to her colleagues, and answered the messages that arrived during the day, Angela could now…

  • Bubbles

    Bubbles

    Marco kept checking the piece of paper his wife had left for him. In their small haberdashery, his wife Alice used to…

  • The cage

    The cage

    One hundred, one hundred and one, one hundred and two. The neighbour had put on some jazz music. One hundred and five,…

  • May 2, 1988

    May 2, 1988

    In a corner bar in their town, there is an event. It is the presentation of a new novel. Barbara, the waitress…

  • Other people’s stories

    Other people’s stories

    Untied shoes, a foot in a puddle. The umbrella got stuck between the bag and the coat, one of the long ribsgot…

  • Synonyms and antonyms

    Synonyms and antonyms

    Synonyms and antonyms The lesson was about to start. Girls and boys, sat at their desks, were laughing, chatting and shouting. Entering…

  • A Sunday like any other

    A Sunday like any other

    The television remained on, despite the empty couch. Anita, on the balcony, was shouting over the phone waving her hands, as though…