Mara Masolini

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“LIVE LIKE A CAT” by Mara Masolini

LIVE  LIKE A CAT Rosamunda everyone said she was a child, even though she wasn’t a child at all. She wasn’t even young anymore. She was tired of being told that she was a child, but then also to stop being a child. The only one with whom she got on really well was her cat. He, MICIO BELLO, also called My coconut, and My duckling seemed to get alon...

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“FROM HERE WHERE DID SHE GO?” by Mara Masolini

FROM HERE….WHERE DID SHE GO? The wide ( large) square is opening in front of her, with its arms welcoming her, its arms which, instead of limiting the space, seem to widen the space. As always in front of the great square this feeling that the square is just awaiting you, is welcoming you. Lucy is looking at the large square, with behind her the bastion of the castle from...

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“THE PLAN WAS PERFECT” by Mara Masolini

THE PLAN WAS PERFECT Wolf was really happy that morning as he drove to his office. Ah, everything would be perfect, he didn’t have to worry. He would get rid of his wife and father-in-law, and he would inherit a fortune….Oh, finally he could give himself to the life he had always dreamed. And no one would have suspected him. His plan was really perfect.( He had planned everyth...

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“SANTA'S HAT” by Mara Masolini

SANTA’S HAT She couldn’t say she   woke up ( had woken up) because she had heard noises , much less noises or knocks from under her bed. However she woke up with a start, since she was dreaming  that she was locked in a cage with iron grates from which she couldn’t get out, and, as she pressed on the iron bars, trying to break them ( trying to go out), the cage became more and...

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“LIKE AN ISLAND IN THE SEA OF THE SKY” by Mara Masolini

LIKE AN ISLAND IN THE SEA OF THE SKY “I must have slept a long time” she said herself, blinking and looking at the green plain out of the window. Now the train was running through a wide green expanse. The crowns of the trees were so thick that she (you) had the feeling that the train was passing ( running) through a wood. It was a summer afternoo...

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“A BLACK HORSE WAS CROSSING THE STREET, BUT PERHAPS IT WAS A RED BICYCLE, INSTEAD” by Mara Masolini

A BLACK HORSE WAS CROSSING THE STREET…BUT PERHAPS IT WAS A RED BICYCLE, INSTEAD “ Julian, you said you met Paula Z. some days ago(yesterday). Where did you meet her? Maybe at the Seven Stars Bar, which she frequented, when she lived here?” “ No, No…I met her that she was flying  here in the city…ah, now I don’t remember exactly where …ah, here, she ...

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“FAREWELL PARTY” by Mara Masolini

FARWELL PARTY “ But  really, Richard, are you going to leave for Mars? You know, I can’t believe it! Oh, it is impossible that you decided to leave not only your city and your country, but even the Earth!” Paul raised his glass, bringing it closer to Richard’s who, sitting at the other side of the table, in front of Paul, smiled, stretching his lips at Paul’s words, and he just shook his head. “ Yeah, wh...

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“AT THE TOP OF THE TOWER” by Mara Masolini

AT THE TOP OF THE TOWER It couldn’t be called a museum, and strictly speaking, it wasn’t even a small gallery. It consisted of 19 paintings from XVI, XVII, and XVIII centuries. All the paintings were hanging on the walls of the small square room. On a worm-eaten wooden shelf, there were, exhibited all together, an Etruscan amphora, the BIG FOOT of a marble statue, which was pr...

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“HER MOTHER'S DAUGHTER” by Mara Masolini

HER MOTHER’S DAUGHTER Petra was twenty when David, her boyfriend, was found dead in his brand new dazzling red sports car, that had been given to him a few days earlier for his birthday. He was found sitting in the driver’s seat, his head resting on the steering wheel. David had been killed with a single shot fired in his right ear. ...

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“HE WAS ALL DRESSED IN WHITE” by Mara Masolini

HE WAS ALL DRESSED IN WHITE That May afternoon Peter, who was not yet five years old, was stamping ( struggling), rather impatiently in the arms of aunt Clelia, who was so keen to take him, his beloved little nephew, to see the Holy Father up close. She, aunt Clelia, and Peter, in her arms, were near enough to the metal barrier that separated the crowd of people tightly pressed in...

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“AT DINNER WITH...HIM” by Mara Masolini

AT DINNER WITH….HIM  “ I beg (pray) you, please, remember that the lobster must be boiled alive! WOE to you if you throw it in the boiling water already dead! He, our eminent guest, is a very refined palate, eh…so he would immediately realize that the lobster has been boiled when it was already a corpse!  Come on, you don’t make me look like shit with that very big one, who is our eminent...

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“THE INTERVIEW” by Mara Masolini

 THE INTERVIEW He, Karl K., was a world-famous figure, a successful singer for, at least,   twenty years, beloved by audiences of  young, old and even children, when, with what he told, or rather, confessed in that interview, he shocked everyone, indeed he knocked everyone out. Ah, who would have expected from someone like him, who had always been told as a very sunny person ( man), with a...

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“A FRESH WATER SPRING” by Mara Masolini

A FRESH WATER SPRING Ruth had married very young to leave a family where no one had never cared for her, where indeed she was also mistreated. In her family of origin her life had always been hell. Of course, if as a child and as a teenager someone had asked her what plans she had for her life, she couldn’t certainly have answered that she was thinking  of a family of hers, with husband an...

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“THE GARBAGE BAG” by Mara Masolini

 THE GARBAGE BAG What  a   strange dream that   of the last night. He dreamed of his grandparents’ country house, where he had lived some years   as a child. In his   dream Joe   was   going up the stairs that, suddenly lit up with a shining light ,  as they were becoming more steeper and also more and more long under his step ( feet), as if they never ended . He had the feeling, going up,...

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“THE CRYSTAL DAISY an THE MINI HORSES IN THE PRAIERIE” by Mara Masolini

THE CRYSTAL DAISY and THE MINI HORSES in THE PRAIRIE From some months   in the house in front of Clara’s, which had remained uninhabited   for years, after a terrible crime   that had been committed there ____a child of three years had been killed by his mother, who smashed the child head with a pan _____Julie, an elegant and good-looking forty  y...

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