e-revista EgoPHobia - ISSN 1584-6210
[egoZaur] de Sorin-Mihai Grad Ai o idee, o transformi într-o carte, investind în acest proces sute de ore din timpul tău liber, și speri, în naivitatea ta absolută, că acest efort îți va fi măcar respectat de către cei care, teoretic, ar putea câștiga bani de pe urma lui. Desigur, ești liber să visezi la […]
o istorie de buzunar de Ana-Maria Negrilă Kafka pe malul mării de Haruki Murakami este un roman care nu te provoacă neapărat prin acțiune, ci mai degrabă prin atmosfera densă și prin personajele care par mereu în căutarea unui lucru greu de definit. Este o carte ce trebuie „simțită” mai degrabă decât „înțeleasă”, pentru […]
by Zary Fekete The sun setting across the campus mall was too tempting to resist, and Gaspar snapped a few pictures. A strong sense of promise swept over him. He held the mental impossibility in his mind: that this sunset in Budapest was the same as the one falling across his small village on the […]
After Costco, Before Ukraine You saw the lines weren’t too long so you went for the gas first— spend a little time, save a lot of
by Bill Tope 1 Alicia Menendez frowned unhappily down at the rejection slip clutched in her fingers. Just home from work, she had printed it out from an email she received only minutes ago. Alicia had subbed this mag only four days ago and they lost no time in turning down her story. Most journals […]
In Memoriam de Kenneth M. Kapp traducere de Maria Giurgiu read here the original English version Yehuda Yannay a fost un compozitor, dirijor, interpret și artist mutimedia. S-a născut la data de 26 mai 1937 în Timișoara. În mod miraculos, el și membrii de familie apropiați, evrei vorbitori de limba maghiară, au supraviețuit în urma războiului. […]
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by Ziaul Moid Khan The two human skeletons in the town’s school biology lab remained inactive during the day. But after midnight, they were like you and me, filled with some basic common desires: anger, love, hatred, jealousy, longing-for-sex and whatnot. The weird human remnants wore a grave look on their bony countenance and were […]
by Jonathan Ferrini I’m a “Slacker” and a “Gen Z basement dweller” according to my father who included these insults on a note with my personal possessions placed in our front yard for me to find upon returning from work. My dad is a hardnosed career civil servant managing properties owned by the State of […]
by Danyl A. Doyle The day, or I should say the gray day, of Brad Avon McTrillion’s trial was one of those ugly overcast things where most people stay home, a rare occasion in this area. Charley picked me up at the slanting trailer at seven AM, and we drove my Tacoma because it […]