the english side

Closer.

He starts the conversation by sharing a song with me, which is very typical of him. This one in particular is called Carry Me Away and I can’t remember the artist’s name, as I write but I could bet my entire life savings that it’s probably by John Mayer: he talks about his music quite often,...
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What to do?

I was never much of an overthinker.  In my day to day, I have always prided myself in my unwavering confidence, my practicality with this subject but I realize that there are exceptions to these rules of mine. You’re one of them and so are Sunday nights.  On Sundays, I make up for...
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Come back.

You’re turning into a stranger, after all this time and everything we’ve been through.  It’s incredibly difficult to believe.  The eternal conversations we used to have, to get to know one another because we didn’t make the most of that year we spent “accidentally” bumping into each other...
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My secret.

I’m keeping more to myself lately because of everything I can’t explain. There’s so much pain bottling up inside me. It makes my stomach churn and revolt with frustration. I’m never as hungry.                             ...
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I do love to hate a good tease.

For Bells, who is only far in physical distance.  A tease is a powerful, prideful thing. A subtle reminder that I care. A kind of sweet irony to soften certain edges.  A conversation starter, a compliment, a goodbye before one of us heads to bed (that's usually me). They're full of...
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The women of my life (I)

For International Women’s day (8th of March), I’m tasked to write about the women that have significantly changed my life. It’s going to sound typical because most people give the same answer but my favourite women in this world are my mum, grandma and my bestest friends Elena and Celia. I am well...
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(II)

And then there’s Celia (though I call her Blue), my other best friend who is also my girlfriend. Romantic novels and drama shows are written about stories like ours.  I met her at a birthday party, one cold winter (she knew Elena already) of 2018 and I was instantly and dangerously attracted...
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(III)

The first thing I have to say about my grandma is that I miss her. We’re only a 20 minute drive away from each other but she’s got her hands full with my little cousins and I’m constantly preparing for some exam.  When I do get the chance to be with her and hug her, I want to stretch time...
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(IV)

I’ll wrap up this emotional roller coaster with my mum, the woman I’d be nothing without (and not only for the biological reasons). She is the definition of the saying “parents will always love their children” because she does, unconditionally, despite my long list of failures as a daughter. She’s...
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A short story:

The time was one hundred seconds to midnight… And I still couldn’t sleep. Something around me, about me or something inside me, felt wrong. I couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was but I started feeling sick. A nausea so deep it made my guts churn. In my ears, the ringing was deafening. Pain was the...
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