Short stories of a long journey

Month: January 2016

  • The quest

      “I’ll tell you that it’s curious that you ask. It’s curious because I was precisely thinking about the subject just before coming in and beginning to chat with you.   The thing is… deep down inside, I believe that all these travels have been motivated by a quest.” Doña Eudalia had gotten up from…

  • The most beautiful thing

      “The most beautiful thing I have seen?”   For a moment, he was thoughtful, carefully considering the question.   His gaze stayed fixed to a photograph of the town’s church; it had been shot from the park, on a cloudless day with clear blue skies, and Simón had hung it next to the urinal…

  • Doña Eudalia’s diner

      The hungry passengers descended to hastily swallow the hot soups and dishes that were hurriedly served by Doña Eudalia’s aseptic white uniformed waitresses,   while she from her post behind the cash register, was on top of each detail, as she charged the meals and the entry to the toilet facilities.      The…

  • Doña Eudalia

      And that was precisely Doña Eudalia, no more, no less.   She was entrenched in a table next to her uniformed assistants   (the buses, travelling daily from the distant border, would stop for a half hour in front of her diner, a block and a half behind the town’s church and next to…

  • A pause

    It seemed that the outsider had an insatiable and voracious thirst that lay on the brink of becoming bottomless, for he grabbed the bottle of moonshine, and quickly, he proceeded to pour himself another shot. Simon placed more orange slices on a clean, new plastic plate, placing it in front of the foreigner, with a…

  • Of the sunrises

    “Maybe on fewer occasions, but I have also contemplated the sunrises, when the world is only a promise… and everything is possible.”    The stories                In Spanish                How to buy          Facebook