Decadence (english version)

By Rosario Volpi

Late at night or at dawn, when dreams are shattered, there is someone who opens his eyes and he restless moves his sweaty head in the pillow. It is as if a sword hurt him by treachery and blood gets coagulating immediately, leaving a permanent scar in the mind of the man for all the days to come.

“For a week I did not dream anymore, but every holy morning just opening my eyes I'm relive the same scene of that my last nightmare - my sister Miyabi had disappeared after one of the many fights with my father. I'm running out of the house on the street in an undershirt and panties, it was pitch dark, after a few hundred meters I stopped next to a lamppost. I had shortness of breath, I looked around in search of Miyabi, but there was none, only papers, cans and other trash. I looked down and saw my feet bare and bleeding, I started to feel pain, I raised her right foot and saw that, embedded in the sole of the foot for two or three millimetres, there was the needle of a syringe, someone had thrown it to the ground after being injected with the drug. I grabbed it and pulled out slowly, while blood flowed along the outer edge of the needle into the hand. The left foot was bleeding, I was relieved and pasted like a shard of glass still attached with a piece of etiquette, it was the shard of a bottle of beer, not surprisingly was the favourite brand by Miyabi . When I lowered my eyes, I had both feet in a pool of blood and then I passed out.“

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rosario Volpi
• Release date: May 4, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301348657

Rosario Volpi

There are more than twenty years I write for the pleasure of writing, expressing ideas, emotions,or just plain words that may or may not make sense, it depends on the mood of the reader, who can interpret and bring to life the characters that populate these short stories, novels and poems. Hay más de veinte años que escribo por el placer de la escritura, la expresión de ideas, emociones, o sólo palabras sencillas que pueden o no tener sentido, lo que depende del estado de ánimo del lector, que puede interpretar y dar vida a los personajes que pueblan estos cuentos novelas y poemas. Sono più di vent'anni che scrivo per il piacere di scrivere, esprimere idee, emozioni, o semplicemnte parole che possono avere o non avere un senso, ciò di pende dallo stato d'animo del lettore, che puo interpretare e far vivere i personaggi, che popolano questi racconti brevi, romanzi e poesie.

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