Utopia Micro story


The Seed Perfection peeked from the corner of the eye, its chin raised just a few inches, silent. No words were exchanged yet Next Best turned left an…
First love Micro story

First love

My first love was not a man, but a city. A crowded, ugly and dirty city, where people never looked into each other’s eyes except for the occasional gl…
Standing still Micro story

Standing still

Standing still, like a tree, a rock, a mother holding her breath during the ultrasound inspecting the health of her unborn baby, a woman looking at he…
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