Stories / Proză

(Text chosen as a finalist in Globe Soup's January Micro competition) As he lay tucked between the stinging smell of medicines and the...

(Text chosen as a finalist in Globe Soup's May Micro competition) What started like foamy ripples playing on the threshold of the sea...

[For the version in Romanian, visit DOR] In 1987, the year I was born, my sister, Ana-Sînziana, was one month shy of six years old. Our...

[For the version in Romanian, visit DOR] In a black and white picture of three-year-old me you can see the face I spent my entire...

[For the Romanian version, visit Bucătăria narativă] Unlike the other know-it-all taxi drivers I’ve met, Bogdan doesn’t know where “the...

The crusty green paint on the bench revealed a delicate web of black cracks. An intricate pattern which resembled the lace of shadowy...

[Povestire scrisă ca temă la atelierul de scriere creativă organizat de Revista de Povestiri în toamna anului 2012 și publicată ulterior...