Tag: italian

Uccidi gli Alieni!

The aliens matter “Gentlemen and ladies.” Started the Head. The whole Parliament got quiet at once, for curiosity more than out of simple fear or respect for him. You could listen only to the purring of the Head’s cat. “We are here reunited today to speak about the aliens’...

Intervista all'alieno

An interview, that’s all we need to know them Don’t think even for a moment that all of this went fast. No, the red button of fear needed to be touched softly and the fear to grow slowly inside you, like a flower or the grass in a garden....

L'esplosione

A sudden explosion, like a shot That was a shot, a big crash. If you have never heard an explosion, it seems more like a shot, but its sound wraps you completely. Furthermore, the air flicks and the floor starts shaking terribly. You feel like a pawn, a lost...

La caduta, Ritorna al futuro

Only now, that I fall from the clouds, I understand the real meaning of my life. It isn’t just a shape, but it is a shape of life, alive, this fall. I’m a comet, a message, an epiphany that won’t ever be recorded in any storybooks. A fall from...

Il ritratto

The first painting he sold. Did he sell a portrait? No, he didn’t sell anything. That was his wife job. He made a portrait, an array of futility and he hated it from the very beginning. He produced it reluctantly while his nose was bleeding, forgetting even to eat,...

Il pastore

A camels’ shepherd During quarantine, the streets look empty, invisible skins of silent snakes. Few shops are still open, and masked men and women are busy making small pyramids of cereals and fruits here. Then, they put everything inside a small bag and send it to other masked men...

Minuscolo, dimenticato, dio

A god? Imagine you’re diving into the water. First, you start a quick, constant descent that makes even the stones turn their necks in envy. The air will leave your lungs, followed by the blood, which changes into a gleaming blue color. One by one, even your lightest thoughts...

The dealer of souls: the job

What a job! <<Why the most odd job, between all jobs?>> They call it a job! Working has a sense only if you wake up angry and tired in the morning. You have a job when you knead the bread, make sausages, produce some cheese, or at least you...

Chi è Guantina?

The twigs’ snapper In the forest Meet Glovy After only a few days of traveling, Nodo started to feel down. He had never left the city before, and he wasn’t entirely sure about eating any of the strange smells he found around him. Imagine his fear of smelling an...

Ehi, quello è Nodo!

Do you know what a chairs’ mover is? Once upon a time… This is how a story usually starts, correct? Well, let’s imagine, for a second, that this is not the case. See, behind the light blue curtains, there is a creature, and we know this because his big...