Liverpool
by Rita Siligato
Dear Redenta,
I am writing to you because Mama would not understand and I’m sure she will be terrible with...
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This story is part of the literary competition created by In Trieste magazine “Winter in Trieste” which was open to all...
Redenta and the Jab
by Rita Siligato
I made the appointment, for me and for you.”
“You did?”
“Yes. I went to the pharmacy this afternoon. There was...
Pandemic Memories
This story is part of the literary competition created by In Trieste magazine “Trieste:Rebirth” which was open to all writers living...
That’s How I See You, Trieste
This story is part of the literary competition created by In Trieste magazine in collaboration with Comune di Trieste called “Stories...
By Your Side
by Rita Siligato
“Ich will hier bei dir stehen…”
“It’s not easy to pronounce, don’t you think?”
“You have to reflect on the meaning,...
Lanterna Encounter
This story is part of the literary competition created by In Trieste magazine in collaboration with Comune di Trieste called “Stories...
The Empty Streets
This story is part of the literary competition created by In Trieste magazine in collaboration with Comune di Trieste called “Stories...
Trieste – Liverpool, the 80’s
by Rita Siligato
The telephone rang: Christmas eve, nearly six in the afternoon. Redenta was cooking lasagna; she rinsed her hands before...
Easter, 1960 circa
by Rita Siligato
“Redenta! Have you set the table already?”
Mama was terrible, as far as the religious holidays were concerned.
She wasn’t a practicing...
