Tag: short story

  • What if galaxies tasted like blueberry cake?

    I ask Adil what his favourite colour is. He points to his trousers and T-shirt and says, “Green and Red.” Obviously. Then he says, “And I also like black and white, although these are not real colours.” Adil is five. We’re sitting on the floor of his room between scattered books and toys and Adil…

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  • #sundaystory: Fotograf

    Für Norbert Josefsson Die vorgegebenen Elemente waren: a) Deutsch b) Fotograf c) Sonne, Tod, Theater d) dramatisch Es war ein heißer Tag. Die Sonne brannte unerbittlich und jeder von seiner Stirn fallende Schweißtropfen verdunstete sofort auf dem Asphalt. Er hatte sich dazu hinreißen lassen, die Vorbereitungen für das Fest auf dem Vorplatz des Theaters fotografisch…

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  • Mirror Madness

    Dieser Beitrag ist auch auf Deutsch verfügbar Photo & Editing: Ralph Wietek Fitting to the upcoming Halloween, here something uncanny 😉 Mirror Madness The uncanny. The unfamiliar. Something that doesn’t feel familiar, not like home anymore. The other. And yet it is in my home. Should normally be an image of myself and not of…

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  • Reflection

    Photo: Kathrin Mauksch I look into the mirror but it doesn’t reflect me. A blurred silhouette in a watery periphery. I trusted a stranger and I doubted my heart. Seems like I mistook angels for demons and demons for angels. A blurred picture in a watery mirror. I do not reflect. I’m trapped. Stuck. My…

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  • Taking a shower

    Dieser Beitrag ist auch auf Deutsch verfügbar Photo & Edtiing: GOTOX, 2011 Today a result from a writing exercise I had to do in one of my courses. Basically the exercise was this: Normally you handle adjectives and comparisons carefully, just like stereotypes, but this time, think about something that you did today and try…

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  • Sex sells

    Being a female author I somehow managed to write this bestseller containing bits and pieces like “I was lying in bed in our shared flat, reading a book, when somebody knocked at my door. I answered with a “yes” and my housemate Trish sneaked in. She was in her nearly see-through nightdress. With her very…

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  • Raindrops in my Coffee

    Dieser Eintrag ist auch auf Deutsch verfügbar Photo & Editing: Ralph Wietek Normally I don’t like to publish unfinished stories, but I guess, even unfinished stories have a charming character, eh? This night I woke up from a noise. It was a moaning and it got louder and louder. Being in this state of half…

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