A child’s smile- by Juan M.S
Ben had the prettiest smile. He was the son of English farmers and he’d done all kinds of odd jobs until he ended up in Poland when he was twenty-one years old. Tomek was the son of an affluent Polish… Continue Reading
Short stories
Short stories
The little prince- by Juan M.S.
Once, in Argentina, a land of hidden dinosaurs and unexploited natural wealth, there was a young boy who traveled a hundred kilometers to visit his grandfather almost every summer. His grandfather lived alone in a big house in the countryside… Continue Reading
My parents are alive – by Juan M.S.
Based on historical facts 1999, Rosario, Argentina. Elba was a happy 20 year old girl. She lived in a nice flat near the University where she studied economics and she visited her parents almost every weekend. They lived in a… Continue Reading
The extra finger – by Juan M.S
Emi was almost never in the mood for laughing. She wasn’t a feminist, but she’d been raised without a father and when she was a little girl she’d asked her mother why her brother had a penis and she didn’t… Continue Reading
The woman who woke up on a different day -by Juan M.S
She was woken up by the alarm. 7 am; just enough time to have breakfast and drive to work. Her boyfriend wasn’t in bed anymore, which was strange because she always needed to wake him up. But more strangely still,… Continue Reading
Stopover in Frankfurt -by Juan M.S.
Thiago had been waiting for this day for a long time. Back in Curitiba, he’d contacted a Polish university and they’d told him he could study there; he just needed to pay a fee because he wasn’t European. He’d always… Continue Reading
Science Fictional – by Juan M.S
Miguel was at a farmer’s market. Green onions, cucumbers, pumpkins, many kinds of cabbage, green onions, parsley, onions, fruits and apples, red apples everywhere. Miguel saw more things than he knew the names of; it looked like an alien island… Continue Reading
Chinatown – by Juan M.S.
A new page in Miguel’s science fictional book had just been turned and it lay blank for him to fill it with meaning. Miguel was in the mood for scribbling down some impressions he’d had since he saw the first… Continue Reading
Hypocrisy – by Dan Uta
She wasn’t sure what woke her up first-an alarm clock or that terrible headache. She felt like she’d barely slept that night. Reluctantly, she crawled out of a warm bed, putting on a pair of soft slippers. She glanced drowsily… Continue Reading
Death from love – by Juan M.S
“Yes my dear”, said my grandfather looking straight at me with his dim grey eyes, “I was a success with girls.” And at that moment I realized how appealing those blue eyes must have been to girls and how difficult… Continue Reading