Short Stories

“All’epoca non aveva mai dato molto peso alle parole confuse di quel vecchio, ma ora ne comprendeva il senso. Erano ammonimenti.” Photo...

“He felt his insides catch alight, as though the sparks from his own welder’s torch had sprung his heart from a fine casing of iron.”...

"That summer, Zara discovered her body. Before it had been simply something that happened around her, an awkward changing thing she had...

'Her long black hair is streaked with waves of bone white, like an onyx stone. She drinks vodka tonic and eats from the bowl of salted...

"The high-pitched note reverberates, reaching her as if the sunlight itself had acquired sound. A sound that is lonely, singular, yet...

"From the window, she saw him standing across the street, looking up, his blue umbrella open but held so far back that he got drenched...

"As they got farther away, the girl's laughter grew more pressing: that urgent laughter of one out of breath, that forced laughter, when...

"She looked at me and then began to scratch at the gate with both paws. I looked back at our house, to our bedroom window, to where Sarah...

"He holds the baby against his chest, and she quietens. His hands are cool. She told him once that all those years at sea had cooled his...