By the time you read this, I won't be. I've taken away your joy of sorting things out, I've figured it out myself. They'll call you in for recon, I have no doubt you won't handle it. You made me. Didn't I surprise you? The fool beat you to it. I was no good anyway. You were always right; the dogs will stretch me across the road, pick me up and make a fool of me. If it wasn't for me, you'd have a life. Justice has been done. I confess an end, to the forgiveness of sins.
Ruxandra Coman
I had waited a long time for the day when the Genius Idea came. I was nervous, I didn't know if I'd recognize it. It sat down next to me, placed the pen in my hand and the words started dancing. I knew it, because everything was so natural, like we had known each other forever. We rolled around and I felt like my whole being was a Genius Idea. I told it I needed a break. When I turned around, it was gone. Everything I'd written seemed bland and meaningless. I've been sitting here waiting for it to come back ever since.
Lucian Domșa
Well, cried the Archbishop, banging his fist on the table. You've been playing the Holy Church's money at cards? Father Agheasmie lowered his gaze humbly. I got the special twice in a row, Holy Father. I put back the money I took with interest. I excommunicate you, roared His Holiness. A TV reporter saw you on camera and filmed you. Now I have to make a press statement. How shall I get us out of hot water? The Pope looked up. Say it wasn't me. If you kick me out, who'll pay the lease on Mercedes?
(Translated by Victor Albei / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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