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by Gene Tanta [USA] pentru versiunea română a acestui text click aici Back in Romania, I knew a gypsy boy named God who carved words in his inner thigh Back in Romania, I knew a gypsy boy named God who carved words in his inner thigh with barbed wire teeth as he ran from the […]
by Valery Oisteanu [USA] The City Where It Was Illegal to Die Standardland is hot and dry. The asphalt melts under your shoes and seems to float away into the traffic. Dilapidated cars sit abandoned on the central boulevard next to the fashion mall. In the city where it is forbidden to die, the inhabitants […]
by Alexandru Potcoavă [Romania] translated from Romanian by Graham Mummery & Alina-Olimpia Miron [MTTLC student] “How’s my darling wife?” Colonel Petrescu’s vodka-soaked voice roared from the hallway. “I’m good, of course!” replied the lady-colonel from the living-room, in an irritated tone, while perusing a Soviet fashion magazine. “Finished the application?” “Finished for the day!“ […]
by Victor Loghin [Romania] translated from Romanian by Doris Plantus-Runey and Alina Roşu [MTTLC student] edited by Robert Fenhagen pentru versiunea română click aici “…The presence of the seagulls was disturbing me: I drove them out with stones. And I realised that their cries, of a supernatural stridency, were exactly what I needed, because only the […]
by James Bent [Australia] edited by Robert Fenhagen pentru versiunea română click aici Look, when something gets on my nerves, I simply cannot go on with it. Like my flat-mate’s couches. I hate myself for it. I let people bring things into my life and I don’t even give a damn at the time to […]
[From Berlin ist Mein Paris] by Carmen-Francesca Banciu [Germany] translated from German by Elena Mancini It was. A garden on hilly ground. At the edge of the village. Behind it the mouth of the forests. And the wilderness. And the acacia and the elder pollen in early summer. The village was high up in the […]
by Andrei Guruianu [USA] He was thinking about home, so didn’t notice the girl standing next to him. Leaning in toward him, she said close enough to his ear that he could smell the wintergreen of her chewing gum. “You’re not from around here.” “Not really.” He smiled, embarrassed now at not having noticed her. “You’re […]
by Marina Popescu [Romania] translated from Romanian by William Oxley & Iulia Vieru [MTTLC student] edited by Robert Fenhagen The man opened his closet, where reigned order and tidiness. Impeccable shirts hung on expensive hangers, and suits slept in their coat covers. On the right, black, shiny shoes were lined on (special) shelves, and […]
by Florentina Crăciun Fabiola [Romania] translated by Graham Mummery & Dorina Burcea [MTTLC student] pentru versiunea română click aici Hayfa was a beautiful half-Turkish, half-Romanian girl. Being an orphan at a young age, her mother, Samira, had been adopted by a Romanian family. She was given a good education but unfortunately she lost them […]
By Adrian Ioniţă (USA) Our inaugural issue of the Short Story section of EgoPHobia (#22) was followed by a wave of submissions, and we had a hard time to review and take under consideration all of them. This was the reason why, regarding our decision to approve their stories, with few exceptions, many writers did not […]