A new-born Micro story

A new-born

Sometimes I forgot. When my family was around, my smaller cousins running after each other, uncles and aunties laughing and sipping wine and beer, the…
Unmoulded Short story


“How many children are born but never been loved?” The voice vibrated in the room like an echo, the woman’s gaze was lost in the emptiness, her face e…
The body rules Micro story

The body rules

The bus was late again but at first glance, surprisingly not overcrowded. She cautiously went up the stairs to the upper deck to check the mood there.…
German streets Micro story

German streets

The first time she heard someone shouting after her, she did not notice immediately. She just kept on crossing the street, landing on the other side a…
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