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Flash fiction

Esquizofrenia

El abrazo blanco me sofoca. La cara sonriente se deforma, se derrite y la lluvia inunda su cara. maría rodríguez peña

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Flash fiction

Caos calmo

Sometimes, despierto. No es algo que ocurra siempre. Los ojos solos son espejos en los que se refleja la realidad. La voz no puede explicar lo que pensamos. Se sirve de palabras que disfrazan

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The last one switches the lights

Zósimo belonged to an exotic species since he was a child. Rare, quirky and slightly antisocial, a big old-fashioned man who would say out there and a zero left in current affairs, pero envidiablemente

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Flash fiction

The Trees Speak

In homage to Julio Cortázar Árboles for many years, and how well you know we exist and feel, but you hear not our words and it hurts us your abuse. Aunque pues risueños somos y hemos lenguaje

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