Die Stadt, und die Stadt #WritersWednesday

  Was passiert? What’s happening in this city? Smiling faces have disappeared, hoods are on, ugly trolls march in the streets…  Some disrespectful punks have pinched my venerable old bike!! The friendly round little diablotins have morphed into ugly scumbags, the air smells of sulphur… A few days away, and this is a different place,Continue reading “Die Stadt, und die Stadt #WritersWednesday”

In the Pale Light of Winter #fivewords

Weekly Writing Prompt #175 charcoal, shade, pale, wake, lucid The rain fell, almost silent, but she could hear the little stream, outside, through the open window. She called the instant the lucid wake: those minutes before the first signs of the pale dawn. Then, everything is clear, the events of the past days in sharpContinue reading “In the Pale Light of Winter #fivewords”

Confession of a Summer Agnostic #fivewords

Weekly Writing Prompt #159   I confess I have never been a sun worshipper. Red meat on a dry rack, sorry, beach, does not inspire me. Perhaps is it a question of name? Summer, Sommer, sommaire, echoes of summary… Execution? I long for Autumn, for the fresh smell of wet ground, for the scent ofContinue reading “Confession of a Summer Agnostic #fivewords”

Copycat #DailyPrompt

Today’s #DailyPost   Today a fine rain is settling over the City. Sounds are muted, passersby seek shelter, or hurry to finish their errands. I walk to the store, and as expected, find everything I am looking for. Slowly I am blending in the greyness of this late autumn: looking around, I feel that, stepContinue reading “Copycat #DailyPrompt”

#FiveSentenceFiction: Flawed

For Naoko  Lighter than feathers the notes of the piano float through the room, as you play, your gaze from time to time turning to me, radiant. The evening is perfect: the rain falling on the terrace, now in darkness, can just be heard, and the sound of the fire crackling in the chimney, lightingContinue reading “#FiveSentenceFiction: Flawed”