EgoPHobia #69/70 — sumar
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EgoPHobia #69-70
Recenzii
(egoZaur) de Sorin-Mihai Grad Citesc într-o revistă o recenzie a unei cărți. Numele de pe coperta acesteia nu-mi spunea nimic, iar citatele din ea incluse…
Jurnal de Hacker (II)
de Ștefan Bolea 06.05.21 (plictiseala) plictiseala îți retează sentimentul că lucrurile sunt posibile, care e combustibilul vieții din plictiseală lipsește abilitarea: ți se pare că…
Gedichte von Ştefan Bolea
hymne für die generation 2000+ übersetzt aus dem Rumänischen von Anton Potche für alle, die bei der revolution drei jahre alt waren und die von…
Charles Dickens – “Colindă de Crăciun”
(arena culturală: cartea & filmul) de Alexandra Medaru Charles John Huffam Dickens FRSA (n. 1812 – d. 1870) este un scriitor și critic englez,…
Banned Books
by Doug Dawson ‘Ok Johnny, I know you want to bring your English grade up, but you don’t speak up in class, so it seems…
Treats
by Fabiana Elisa Martínez Hannah pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and looked into the garden with the same intensity with which…
A tale of two restaurants
by Monica Manolachi Like two dots on the horizon, Bucharest and Budapest are often confused. Both are capital cities in Eastern Europe. Both begin with…
poem by Sharafadeen Muhsinah
The idiosyncratic We are humans whom People think of us as being aberrant We behave in a way that is eccentric to their own…
poems by Tom Davison
My Yard Taking a walk in my Yard this morning. My Yard isn’t anything like your yard. My Yard has no trees or flowers.