Text Samples:
A Door Wide Open (O ușă larg deschisă) - by Alexandra Iuga
Becoming a mother is a phenomenon of destruction.
We’re made of layers of different materials. I’m not sure what the core is made of, but I have an intuition that it’s something tough and resilient. Except that the more resilient it is, the more fragile it seems to us. On its own, the core would handle the world without a problem – without fear. But we don’t allow it; we feel the need to protect it, to hide it, like we do to a new born, to save it from being touched by too many people. We fear it might take a virus or microbe, we fear that someone might cast an evil eye on it. So we cover it.
Under One Sky (Sub același cer) - by Cătălina Condruz
Where the street ends, something appears that makes her stop and pause all her inner struggles. It calms her, no matter how unusual it is for her, and she takes off all her uneasiness as if it were no more than a pair of shoes. In front of her lies a surreal landscape and she can either step in or turn around: a big area covered in grass, crossed by some barely visible railway lines, flanked by apartment blocks to the left and a wooden fence with a rusty plate to the right announcing Line Street. In the middle of this improvised field, a mannequin’s headless bust appears as the center of the world.
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