The thought I almost kept to myself…
Dragica froze with a cup at her mouth.
A hot August in Torrevieja always puts both the body’s temperature regulation and common sense to the test.
The sun is blazing down as if determined to personally roast every tourist on the Playa del Cura promenade, while the light sea breeze offers nothing more than the illusion of coolness.
It was at this very moment that Mark and his girlfriend, Sofia, made the classic vacationer’s mistake: they decided to save five euros by leaving the air conditioning off in their rented attic apartment and throwing the balcony doors wide open for the sake of a "romantic breeze."
Operation Fresh Air
Mark lay on...
Letters that remain in drafts
In present-day Kyiv, amidst the heavy drone of sirens and the mournful howling of the wind outside the window, loneliness feels different. It is not empty—it is resonant and dense, smelling of cold coffee in a paper cup and a dying phone that you check every three minutes.
Someone sits all alone on the windowsill, wrapped in a blanket, gazing at the dark windows opposite—blinded by power outages. Her story is not merely a personal drama; it is a diagnosis of an entire generation of young women ...