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THE EMPTY SEAT RIGHT NEXT TO ME
You haven’t replied to my message but, at this stage and age, I let that micro-nanosecond of disappointment slide through and out of my body without much residual regret. The doings of fermented grapes and grains cannot determine my day. I actively taste the seas, the lakes, the oceans I meet, and I swim free.…
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CHANGES
Things go fast, very fast, around me. I seat back and sip my lemonade, with a twist. It gets warm, hot, I put my fresh hand on the back of my neck while I see my world melting, things are changing, I learn to deal with it. My body is not my temple, it’s my…
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WILD STRAWBERRIES
I fight progress one human-tended supermarket counter at the time. I don’t mind the waiting, in fact, I like it, to a point, of course, and I enjoy the soft voice in the corner of my ear whispering, you do have time. I am, indeed, in no rush. I have been to many places and,…
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ORANGE WINE
With your hands covering my eyes I’m testing your wine while you are standing right behind, close, very close, the soft sound of your voice, so very close to my neck, travels with the air you breath, oh, so very close to my ear. Well, how about it then? I nod in approval. Your hands…
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LIKE AN OCTOPUS WITH THREE HEARTS
I retrieve my tentacles like an octopus with three hearts. In a manner of a fishing net with delicate blunt hooks by the edge, I spread myself to catch the favorable offerings. Over excited about fulfilling the romance prophecy. Rushing, not seeing, not reading, while the red flags play a decorative role to be ignored,…
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COLD SHOWERS
‘What were you doing over there?’, he says with a teasing look in his eyes and a shy bit of his perfect set of teeth temptingly, and inquisitively, showing. For the sake of the mood, on this setting and my own, I am going to have to improvise and probably lie. I choose to narrow…
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UNICORNS
To my astonishment, I have, indeed, met, ‘cross my heart and hope to die’, believe me you, I kid you not, the, oh, so very adored, imaginary no more, unicorns. Four beautiful, sparkly and magnetic creatures and they were planning to round up the night by innocently snatching a police vehicle, with me casually picked…
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LOVERS
I will not make the mistake of thinking I am the one. The only one you care to be with, the one with whom you enjoy time best. We are not new to one another. You have met me before, when you met your fine wife, when you met your, oh, so adored, last summer’s…
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TREASURE HUNTING
With my pink friend I follow the Georges, the Gilberts, the Geralds and the Greys. My clouded mind goes weaker and weaker as I’m connecting the dots through this wild adventure, this blind folded hunting for a treasure. An eel running through and inside my belly, my inner thighs and discharges by my spine. I…
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STRANGERS IN THE NIGHT
‘It’s quite funny, isn’t it? How things move back and forth in the heart, in the mind, until they settle somewhere deep inside’, the words coming out easy between the two strangers in the night seated by the counter of this, yet another, beautifully oil-preserved, Mahogany bar. It is surprisingly easy to reveal one’s deepest…
Ana Iñigo Olea
Short stories and artwork inspired by cocktail glamour, nightlife extravaganza and admiration for nature's ways.
Ana Iñigo Olea 