Mara Masolini

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2020

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“THE AMAZING APP” by Mara Masolini

THE AMAZING APP The idea had been of the young mayor of the city , who was a woman,   Chiara D., very well seen, not to say supported and sponsored even from by the bishop’s curia, in the elections that had seen her win over opponents and competitors more experienced than her. The city of Poppy   was indeed a provincial town , which until not many years e...

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“ALL THE COLORS OF THE MOON” by Mara Masolini

ALL THE COLORS OF THE MOON ___WHAT COLOR IS THE MOON TONIGHT? Ulrich was a teenage android who had been made for a mission to Mars ten years earlier. He, like the other few teenage androids, had been programmed to teach the most disparate languages  to children born to women of the human species , but who were born on Mars, who were not exactly the same as the children who were born on the...

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“THE SURPRISE WAS VERY DOUBLE” by Mara Masolini

THE SURPRISE WAS VERY DOUBLE Friedrich and Lily had met on a dating chat for adults looking for a partner. They had chatted for more than a month every day, talking about their life, about their interests or passions, they had been happy to discover ( to learn) that they shared several of them. Both Friedrich and Lily loved animals, above all they loved cats, both of them loved music, espe...

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“BUT YOU LOOK WHO SHE IS” by Mara Masolini

BUT YOU LOOK WHO SHE IS Pierre ,since he had divorced, about ten years ago, lived alone in a terraced house in the green area of the provincial town where he was born. He lived alone, but he was alone up to a certain point, since he was surrounded with animals: three cats, one dog, one goat, and then chickens, pigeons, geese, canaries and parrots. Yes, because since he was the only one ...

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“THE UNKNOWN OF THE PORTRAIT” by Mara Masolini

THE UNKNOWN OF THE PORTRAIT Paul, even if he believed, like others, that painting had ended with the impressionists, kept on painting.  He had always painted still lives, also still lives with..- flowers, bouquets of flowers, vases with flowers, flowers scattered on the ground, and even single flowers, even sunflowers, of course. But, instead of looking at Van Gogh, , he rather ha...

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“AS A SHADOW COMING OUT OF THE PAST” by Mara Masolini

AS A SHADOW COMING OUT OF THE PAST “ Don’t you recognize me? Ah, a lot of time went by…..But, look at me…take a good look at me….Oh, it’s me! Really don’t you recognize me?” He asked with a vibrating voice, and as he asked, his eyes __it was evening and there was fog___they lit up like two light bulbs, coming towards him.  In the dream Peter met him at a corner of a street, coming out from...

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“ONLY CLEMENTINA IS MISSING” by Mara Masolini

ONLY CLEMENTINA IS MISSING The light of the evening enters the room through the wide window, like a gray veil which spreads over everything.  Yet a short time has passed since from the same window she could see the burning sky of the sunset. Anne is sitting near the window, as if she wanted to be enveloped by the evening which is falling, by the light more and more gray, increasingly darke...

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“ON, LET'S START WITH THE TIP TOP UP” by Mara Masolini

ON, LET’S START WITH THE   TIP TOP UP The  conference was held in a hotel which stood isolated on a hill near a wood, and which had the appearance of a castle, even though it had only been built a few years earlier. It was a castle built with ultra-modern materials, a castle with walls glittering like mirrors.  And in those (its) walls  which all  shone like mirrors, there wer...

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“THE HEN LAID THE EGG” by Mara Masolini

THE HEN LAID THE EGG “ Yes, Chicca is fine…oh, but sure, she eats regularly , with appetite…of course, she eats the birdseed you advised me….and she drinks….sure, I reminder she also needs the grass….oh, every day I let her go out in the garden “ While she was talking at the phone with her great-aunt Teresa, Matilde kept an eye on Chicca, which was hopping on the sofa , and she bent down from time to time to pe...

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“ON THE WHITE BLANKET OF SNOW” by Mara Masolini

ON THE WHITE BLANKET OF SNOW The sky was still an uniform blanket of gray, without even a mottle, or a little opening , without a minimum space (area) of a tone slightly lighter or slightly darker. The compact gray of the sky loomed like a heavy hood over the snowy landscape she was looking at from the large French window. It had been snowing for hours, it kept on snowing.  Now th...

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“THE WITNESS BY CHANCE” by Mara Masolini

THE WITNESS    BY CHANCE  Charlie, holding his cap, which he has taken off his head, in one hand, was smoothing with the other the hood of the yellow Maserati with a black roof, and in the meantime he was keeping an eye on the door of the bar , at some meters from him, waiting for that man coming out. “ Oh, sooner or later he will have to go out “ Charlie w...

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“FOG AT CHRISTMAS” by Mara Masolini

 FOG  AT CHRISTMAS  “ Listen Paula, I would like to ask you if you know something new about that neighbor of yours….You told me that he had disappeared just on Christmas day, and no one knew anything of him since months. You see, they talked recently about this man in television, and my son Alex remembered that this….this Horatio C. is the father of a classmate of ...

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“LIFE IS ONLY THE PRESENT” by Mara Masolini

 LIFE IS ONLY THE PRESENT Carol looked smug at herself in the mirror. Even if she wasn’t particularly vain, it was undeniable that she was a very beautiful woman. Her face, with large and, at the same time, sculpted features, with high cheekbones, , with high and wide forehead, and great eyes with bright specks, golden dots in the green of the iris, the perfect nose, straight, nei...

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“THE LIFE AFTER” by Mara Masolini

 THE LIFE AFTER Robert had been a literature teacher for twenty years and, even without being particularly convinced of it, he had been  not bad with his job.  It had been when he met Jean Paul that something in him got upset , and his life definitely changed. Jean Paul was a man of nearly sixty, who was employed in a funeral home. Robert met him , ...

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“THE BLACK HOODED MAN” by Mara Masolini

THE BLACK HOODED MAN  Beside another little cross Sol engraved (on the wall) : D.17, where D. meant December, but it would take too time to engrave all the letters ( the whole word). , not to mention that the letters were not only difficult to engrave, but it was also impossible to prevent them from being crooking, since the wall was quite hard and almost steep under the plaster. The end of the year was app...

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