Tag: Short short story

NOT TO BE late for her appointments, social or medical or official, was in her nature. This spring morning, which was neither drizzly nor...

An Inebriated Elias For the last twenty-four hours, the sun has adamantly remained invisible. It did not deign to show itself up for a second...

Miroslav Dronjak curses the weather as he enters into the library 300m2. He is in a state of rapidity over financial transactions....

The Migrant Musicians The Gothenburgian sky is adorned with all the greyness among the skies. To that unasked greyness, there are musicians adding music to...

Son Distracts Mother’s Distractions Mother and son boarded the tram at Saltholmen, the last or the first stop of Tram 11, and chose the seat...

Salsa: The 27 (39) & The 49 (61) Finally, the 27-year-old and the 49-year-old agreed to meet over dance at the dancefloor by Esperanto Square. On...

My Pirate Grandfather For our weeklong holiday, tomorrow we will fly to Barcelona. Barcelona doesn’t want tourists like us to come but. The cooked and uncooked...

Conscription, Convenience, Copulation   Tuesday morning. September. An autumnal month. September is not only a rainiest month but also nicknamed as the rainbow month. Rainbows appear....

The Effects of Cutting Trees in Haga Leon Karlsson begins his day on bicycle towards his workplace in Haga—the area where history, holiness, heritage and...

Seeing: Believing, Disbelieving, Unbelieving I stand at the tram stop of Central Station, I think: Should I greet her, or not? Is it a decent...