by Zelda | May 14, 2018 | Stories, Writings
An uncanny kiss The address he gave her was wrong, they had known each other for months, but his mental troubles prevented him from having a real perception of her and of reality. He was afraid she was hysterical – because he was – and would start...
by Zelda | Oct 22, 2017 | Stories, Writings
« Men are admitted into Heaven not because they have curbed & govern’d their Passions or have No Passions, but because they have Cultivated their Understandings. The Treasures of Heaven are not Negations of Passion, but Realities of Intellect, from which all...
by Zelda | Feb 16, 2017 | Stories, Writings
Rome, that awkward capital that’s been stumbling over its beauty for years, as if its beauty didn’t fit it anymore. Every day violated but, at every dawn, reborn. Every day incestously offended by its citizens, but its charm is more ancient than evil. We went back to...
by Zelda | Jan 27, 2017 | Stories, Writings
“A client who’s leaving for Milan wants some intensive lessons. Four hours a day for four weeks, are you available?”. “Yes M.me, I’m”. This is how the story started, with a call which smelled of brothel. In the 20th century, young girls who were seeking for some...
by Zelda | Mar 22, 2016 | Stories, Writings
Twenty years had already passed by since my last time in Sicily, I was a child. That year, while I was writing my thesis, I decided to accompany my mother to visit her sister. Sicily, the region where nothing happens, where you can but study, perfect to change some...
by Zelda | Feb 14, 2016 | Stories, Writings
Paris seems to be, without any doubt, the western city most beloved by Japanese people. The people of the rising sun must prefer the “gray mouse” to the “yolk egg”, at the very end. Fashion for their restaurants started here and developed throughout Europe, a long...
