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Stromboli by Night
Ho scritto questo post durante il Flash Fiction Festival nel 2021. E’ stato selezionato qualche mese più tardi per un’edizione speciale dedicata al tema della distanza e pubblicata insieme da The Madison Review e The Berkeley Fiction Review. La trovate alle pagine 16-17. Ecco come comincia.
Stromboli by Night
As we leave the village, headlamps pointing at the ground in front of us, I can smell broom. Even in the darkness, I can picture it: yellow and thick, the way children paint the sun. But I don’t mention it to you.
The slope is gentle, at first, the path clean, and I sense delicate, ephemeral caper flowers, and wild fennel. But I don’t make you notice, like I usually would. As we move on the uneven path, carved on the sides of Stromboli’s crater, I don’t tell you to mind your step […]
Foto di Petr Slováček da Unsplash
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