Antonio Bumbaca, Italy
topic: TRAVEL medium: PHOTOGRAPHY
topic: LOVE AND HEARTBREAK medium: TEXT as shared at a PenTales event themed “Love and Heartbreak” John held Margot close, their bodies covered in sweat after an intense session of sex. John lovingly looked at Margot, her eyes closed, ready for sleep after the workout they had both just had. […]
topic: NATURE stumble upon a leaf, and its shape and color take me back to my childhood – I am running very fast on my horse, I am 11 years old, small kid finding fun in nature. I remember the green savage fields, filled with technicolor green diversity, huge trees in the […]
topic: BORDERS medium: TEXT The first page of the exercise book returned her stare, blank and insolent. Little squares, plotted with indigo lines, challenged her with their tiny white spaces, pregnant with possibility, daring her to fill them with the pen on the desk. It was still capped, unused. The […]
topic: LOVE AND HEARTBREAK medium: TEXT Sometimes I become unsure of whether or not you happened to me. I remember finding you; much like a child comes across a particularly handsome pebble. Moving it with the tips of their shoes, examining its sharp edges and changing colors, they finally place […]
topic: NATURE medium: text There were thinks at the bottom of the river. They told me so. I believe them. Most days I walk the mile from home, down the woods to the place where the water kisses the twigs. The water was dark and dirty. I could not see […]
topic: REVOLT medium: TEXT The wind spoke of everything; its aura of distant dust bragged of a multitude lumbering slowly towards them; its gusts, like a hum and a ha, rising high and subsiding low, pinched their nostrils with the unwanted stench of the sweat of the horse and unbathed […]
topic: NEW FRONTIERS medium: TEXT With her feet bare and the street steaming, I imagine Vera standing outside the railway station, on the day she turned her fate around. Her departure was not about going somewhere, it was about leaving behind what was hers. It was a typical day for […]
topic: REVOLT medium: Text The border patrol guard knocks ash off his cigarette. “Close but no cigar-oh, muchachos.” A ribbon of smoke billows from his gun. A ribbon of smoke billows from his mouth. Gravity pulls the cashed cigarette from his lips, the butt falling end over end, falling and […]