Real Fiction / Daniela Rusu, Caterina Tudorache, Gabriel Rusu, translated by Cristina-Paula Grosu: Bronze

Daniela RusuWhy you not covering your boobs? Ptooey, the tramp you are, and she spat on her foot. Her jet-black eyes were burning like a forest on fire. That’s it, today I kill her. Show me your palm. C’mon, let me read when you’ll kill me. He was grinding his teeth really hard out of spite. She is so young. I won’t leave my …