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Shorts Archives - Dionis Prifti

In the box

When I was in the big cardboard box, those who passed by the corner I stood in, wondered why I didn’t try to get out. But, in fact, inside the cardboard, there was a thick plywood that was hard to get through – I had once attempted to kick it and it hurt my little…

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Black and white, tiles and wires

Once I lost the colors and now I see black and white. Your head with wires stood compact in the body with swollen limbs. Multiplied blocks of flats with square holes. Mobile tools with wheels and smoke. It was a slow loss, took some months. When you would break glasses close to my stomach, I…

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Ancestral sin

Alexander killed me 8 minutes and 8 seconds before. I have still some minutes before I die, on Earth I would have been dead already. I have thought a lot these 8 minutes and 8 seconds: this is the very first murder out of Earth, I am the very first victim out of Earth. Now…

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Mechanical Anomaly

The weather soft, peaceful. On the horizon gigantic windmills, their white blades send annoying sun pieces in my eyes and mirrors. The car goes on without any noise. I open the window to smoke a cigarette. I left my job early, I would go to the village. A relative had died. Friday is beautiful. Even…

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Glorious Afternoon

Walking as every day on the narrow street from work to university, I noticed that nothing had remained from the old house at the end of the street, apart from the columns. Some men were standing in the front yard, talking. I used to see the old house every day, walking to university. It was…

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