Pocket Prose
Sunday
It is the day of the Sun. (…) Note: This piece was written for 53 Press monthly challenge, where you have to write a piece with exactly 53 words. The prompt for August 2020 was “Sunday”.
Flash Fiction
A matter of survival
The white sheet of an open notebook. Vacillating scribbles, a tentative reproduction of the instructions received in class. Letters lined up in words, words in sentences, sentences in clumsy meanings of a beginner’s learning. Arduous first steps on a long road in pursuit of erudition.
Pocket Prose
A hard shell
Every day, she dressed her shell. (…) This piece was written for 53 Press monthly challenge, where you have to write a piece with exactly 53 words. The prompt for July 2020 was “shell”.
Nature
Back to Nature
The planet is ours again. Hares, squirrels and geese in parks, fish on the shore, (…) I wrote this piece to enter Fish Publishing’s Lockdown Prize, where writers were asked to submit pocket prose of up to 100 words on the theme: “Coronavirus – the writer’s response to the strange times of 2020”.
Pocket Prose
Taking control
Ever since I entered this path, it has been shakes, bumps, and skids. (…) This piece was written for 53 Press monthly challenge, where you have to write a piece with exactly 53 words. The prompt for June 2020 was “rocky road”.
Life Experience
Lost and Found
When my friend Nate was brought into prison two years ago, he wrote me about freedom: something precious that we possess but seldom notice. (…) I wrote this piece to enter Fish Publishing’s Lockdown Prize, where writers were asked to submit pocket prose of up to 100 words on the theme: “Coronavirus – the writer’s response to the strange times of 2020”.
Pocket Prose
Swiftly gone
Only a few steps down the road, and I was in another world. (…) This piece was written for 53 Press monthly challenge, where you have to write a piece with exactly 53 words. The prompt for May 2020 was “something short”.
Poetry
Sonnet of love in the fearless time
As child very little, wanted to grow So soon so big was, there left and flew free Saw mountains and towns, wild woods and the sea Alone conquered the world, no fright to show From fear unimpeded, life was to go Had even forgotten what love can be Until then Read more…
Exchange
Why do I encourage everyone who can to go on an exchange
When I started building this website, I devoted several hours to my “about me” page, since I knew it would be one of the most accessed ones. Besides, that’s the page that tells my history, where I dare to expose myself and reveal my essence. Each paragraph represents one of Read more…