Today I'm closer to worms than butterflies. Yesterday I was closer to you. You had me at your feet begging. Tomorrow? Tomorrow will be just like today. Scraped knees and resignation. Even Lucică fell into the trap of his own Light. He shoved the flashlight in his eyes himself wanting to be above everyone and everything. HE did not forgive him. You probably won't either. Because I wanted to be on top of them all, even if you only caught me on top of one. You didn't understand polygamy. Neither the Big Bang, nor the Gangbang. But wait till I get up.
Cecilia Fofiu
Bang, thud. The tiles are rattling, the house is groaning. What could it be, big guy, it's a hail storm in the middle of the night, God protect us from evil. Bang, thud. Scared to death, staring from the top of the bed, they nudge each other for one of them to go out. Bang, thud, then grunts and groans. They muster up courage and go out into the hallway. She is wrapped up, he is in tights and has a flickering rushlight. The yard's a living heap. As if on a toboggan, big, small, black, grey devils are falling off a moonbeam on top of each other, whimpering and wailing terribly, claiming to have been banished from hell to earth.
Laura Stanciu
Rockets and bombs fell. Apartment buildings, houses and innocent people fell. Soldiers have fallen on duty. We're in shock, Daniel says. We don't want to see any more blood. The death toll is too high. We're astonished, says Galia. We're hurt by everything that's happening, says Nadav. We'll make it, the soldiers sing as they wave the flag. Am Yisrael Chai, the crowds chant. We will eliminate the terrorists. Political experts appear on TV. Let's not be naive and idealistic. We've known since the Iliad. There will never be peace in the world.
(Translated by Raluca Ioana Crucerescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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