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Rony Alfandary
Dec 15, 20208 min read
Mid-Autumn’s Nightmare
"Enough, enough of pretending! I don't want them to come near me again. I don't want them to lay their hands on me again. I don't want to...
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Rony Alfandary
Dec 3, 202035 min read
Anonymity
Roy wanted to be very drunk that night. He had two choices: Getting a bottle and drinking alone or going out to the pub. He didn't feel...
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Rony Alfandary
Nov 24, 20205 min read
The Coffin
"You're inside now", said the little boy as he climbed over the sleepy man, mounting him and getting a firm grip with his little legs...
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Rony Alfandary
Nov 21, 202010 min read
The Bench
"I'll see you down later, on the bench, alright? Where else? It was always on the bench, by the bench; we'd stop by the bench first and...
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Rony Alfandary
Nov 18, 20207 min read
Stitches
And in one photograph you can see him stitching his fingers together with a cotton thread. Why would he do a thing like that? Why did he?...
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Rony Alfandary
Nov 16, 20207 min read
With and Without
This is a tale of no importance. Out of boredom, to escape from the blues, I sat back and rambled, and travelled to a near-by place where...
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Rony Alfandary
Nov 16, 20206 min read
A Killing
He felt she was going to get killed that morning. Something in the way she looked at him just before she left the house on her way into...
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Rony Alfandary
Nov 9, 20207 min read
Unholistic
At first, there was nothing to complain about, lying in bed with a slight temperature wasn't an ordeal at all. For lunch, he had a...
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Rony Alfandary
Nov 1, 202030 min read
English Poems
ON REACHING THIRTY Getting into the car this morning orange Mini, the best of British industry, pulling out the choke handle cord...
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Rony Alfandary
Aug 19, 20201 min read
The Return to the City
The City loves me, she loves me not She loves me, she loves me not She loves me, she loves me not London loves me. 2012. But it has not...
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Rony Alfandary
Jul 15, 20203 min read
The Glucids
When he turned around, he knew that the Glucids were watching every move he made. Keeping his eyes fixed to the door handle, he slowly...
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Rony Alfandary
Jun 28, 200077 min read
Fathers are always Right, or, No Point Dealing with the Dying
Damn it, if there was an easy way of saying this. Trying to work out the intereminable English winter and what it does to sweet...
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