Ramona Ungureanu
I was just leaving the stoplight when I felt something coming hard at me from the right. Lo and behold, a certain guy had thrown a glance at me. Luckily, I have good reflexes, you know me, so I caught it on the fly, but honey, it was green and terribly hot, and so I must have been silly juggling it like a circus actor, from one hand to the other, yelling ouch, ouch. I put it on the dashboard and pulled over to hand it to him, for he was waving at me like a desperate man. My God, and what did he say? What else, hello, I'm Officer Țoroflișcă, your license, registration and proof of insurance, please.
Dan Banu
The old man's eyes scanned the waters up and down, just as swirling as they were, as if looking for a crack in the heavy flow where he could put his fingers in and pull the gates with all the vigour that his puny body still kept hidden in his soul. For but a moment the sun came down into the old man's eyes and nestled in them like a blind bird, just to glide on over hills and far away. He sighed, but he had neither the grace to take it out nor the courage to go after it, so he went back to his old woman.
Elena Fermuș
On that day the sun was shining as it knows best how to do in July. It was the day on which the woman saw clearly that her baby was not at all disturbed by the rays of light bathing his milky eyes. A dark thought suddenly froze all her senses. What if? No, it was not possible, she still encouraged herself, he had gotten an Apgar score of 10 at birth. After several investigations, her fears came true: her offspring carried the dark night in his eyes, that's why he didn't shy away from the rays, and that's how it would always be. The mother's heart also went blind. Why is the sun still rising?
(Translated by Oana-Elena Dragnea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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