Luca Wies (Age: 17)

The house I grew up in recently burned down. My father called me about it last week, though I’d already heard it from my sister. We hadn’t been living there for years now. It was an antiquated sort of house...

It has been a long time now, since I’ve last thought about Dante. Of course his name occasionally entered my mind, though at most I would have spoken a minor prayer and let his thought escape my memory once more....

“Isn’t it something?” He said. “What is?” I raised my eyebrows and looked straight at him. “This?” “I have gotten used to it” I had taken the night train that drove from a small village in the north back to...

Do you remember, when you and Jane used to run about, uncertain of your nature and most of all, unsure of destination or arrival? I do know that one summer, a summer which had followed up on the warmest spring...

Ich lebte für immer. Gab es noch Himmel und Boden; sah ich die Sterne weit blitzend nah der Hülle des erkrachten Erdkörpers. Wehte Schwärze und alte Tinte wie Ruß über die Leinwand und trübte das All ins nichts, so wog...