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,...
Una ragazza la farà finita.
A girl with a shotgun A sixteen-year-old girl stands in front of him, her smoking gun still in her hands. She looks at him with an inquisitive face. “Y-yes, thank you. I don’t know what that old woman wanted from me.” “Can I have an autograph, please?” “S-sure, young...
Mimi giapponesi
Lost in metro This is part 2, read part 1 first! This time, I have an excuse, and a good one: I’m super tired, and in this metro, they write only in ancient Japanese writing. And as you can guess, I know about the Japanese language as Japanese people...
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 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...
Il lavoro di un venditore di anime
What a job! “Why did you choose the oddest job, between all jobs?” They call it a job! You have a job when you knead the bread, make sausages, produce some cheese, or sell and buy something. Working has a sense only if you wake up angry and tired. Weighting...
