Itane Vero

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StoryThe right to play Itane Vero02 years 2 months ago
StoryFree ice creams every day Itane Vero32 years 2 months ago
StoryTo see the day of light Itane Vero42 years 2 months ago
StoryThe Victoria Boulevard of broken dreams Itane Vero02 years 2 months ago
StoryPersona non grata Itane Vero22 years 2 months ago
StoryI sing therefore I exist Itane Vero32 years 3 months ago
StoryPrima vista Itane Vero02 years 3 months ago
StoryNerveless sunlight in a troubled world Itane Vero12 years 3 months ago
StoryTrue colours Itane Vero02 years 4 months ago
StoryThe world we live in Itane Vero02 years 4 months ago
StoryAbout koalas Itane Vero22 years 5 months ago
StoryThe good life Itane Vero02 years 5 months ago
StoryA confession Itane Vero22 years 5 months ago
StorySimplicity meets its riddle Itane Vero42 years 5 months ago
StoryCities contemplating jazz Itane Vero62 years 6 months ago
StoryThe machinery of night Itane Vero42 years 6 months ago
StoryLooking for a happy fix Itane Vero32 years 6 months ago
StoryA hero could save us Itane Vero22 years 7 months ago
StoryHomemade pizza Itane Vero12 years 7 months ago
StoryMotley crew Itane Vero02 years 8 months ago
StoryMany shaky answers Itane Vero12 years 8 months ago
StoryGlimpse of brighter skies Itane Vero12 years 8 months ago
StoryCount that last day Itane Vero72 years 9 months ago
StoryA sorry tale Itane Vero02 years 9 months ago
StoryDown to earth Itane Vero42 years 9 months ago

My stories

Are you still alive?

“I know I have disappointed you,” says the father. The son avoids his dad’s gaze. He looks at his cell phone. The messages keep pouring in. ‘Where...
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Gold cherry

Expose him to light

The visit is meant to distract him. A change in scene. Perhaps a chat with an acquaintance. Having fun with a stranger? Maybe a book that inspires...
Gold cherry

Who do people say I am?

He shakes his long blond hair. As I have seen him do so often lately. We are standing next to the water cooler. Even though we have known each other...
Cherry

Fraction too much fiction

The moment I discover his figure among the former students and teachers; it is as if a piece of rusty barbed wire is being dragged along my...
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Cherry

Strange dreams are made of this

I don't know why it took so long. Now that I'm here, now that I'm standing in the comforting shade of the chestnut trees, I feel guilty. I should...
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