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trembling

Ovidiu Vitan

Onesa laughed heartily, while uncle Sile told, laughing himself, how he had proposed to a gypsy woman to guess his fortune, and she had set off a flood of swearing, and to stop it, the armed intervention of the bulibasha had been needed

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Poetry

Mihaela Muraru-Măndrea

Primordial flows from a gigantic eye, the beginning of the beginning, the ghost universe lies in transparency, falls the globular form with a space conceived the infernal thinking of penetration. Destocretization was beyond imagination. The forms of noisub enlighten the spectrum, they gathered in each other. I had left behind

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Anomaly

Cristian Ghica

I haven't hurt anyone before. And I don't even know if I can. I will find out. It all started with a child. Who is having children today? Money for consultations, ultrasounds, money for doctors, nurses, money for nutritional supplements with names

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Me, the one in the mirror

Allex Trușcă

A man who has lived his whole life in decay and ignorance, always carried like a leaf in the wind, will cling to any illusion, will make all kinds of unrealistic scenarios that he will get out of the miserable situation in which he finds himself.

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The Midnight Lord

Teodora Gheorghe

A rustling had awakened me from a deranged dream in which three cannibals had spared my life, asking me instead to hum a ballad I used to sing to them when I was younger. My eyes stung from so much darkness. Sleep had left me for good, but still

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The creatures of the last night

Alexandra Medaru

The night... The night had haunted Andrei Iorga like a restless lover, ruined by jealousy, a mistress who pulls you into her clutches and would never let you go, strangling you with the possessiveness of her love. So is the dream, an amalgam of images