Scent of wisteria

estimated reading time: 3 minutes It was an ordinary spring day in San Servolo. As he used to do every single day, Giacomo was slowly walking from his room to the café, yearning for his usual after-lunch cup of coffee. Absently looking at the shy buds that peeped from the yawning trees, he suddenly realised that everything around him was slowly waking up from its winter slumber. Soon, … Continua a leggere Scent of wisteria

The Wisteria Bush and the Bee

estimated reading time: 3 minutes On San Servolo island, spring is the most wonderful time of the year. The calm water mirrors the clear sky and the daylight lasts until dinner time. Flowers of all kind blossom around and daisies reappear on the fresh grass after winter, in which all kind of small animals and insects spread around. As it happens every year, the huge … Continua a leggere The Wisteria Bush and the Bee

The very ordinary tale of Willy the spider

Estimated reading time: 3 minutes Willy was a very common spider: brown, with long legs and lighter dots on his back. He used to live with his family above the vending machines of the pier “San Zaccaria B”; from there, he could see everyday fleets of people moving under him: colours, voices, and sounds left him speechless. One foggy night, though, a finger was pointed … Continua a leggere The very ordinary tale of Willy the spider

The anthill

estimated reading time: 3 minutes In the Venice lagoon, there are many small islands, some of them are now abandoned, some others are now luxurious hotels, San Servolo, however, is different. On San Servolo island a lot of students live and study in this magical place. I was one of the 50 students living there. It was 2020. That year we noticed something strange. Every … Continua a leggere The anthill

“Wait, is this a glitch?”

estimated reading time: 3 minutes 8/5/2040 I sit on my couch, take my VR goggles and put them on. Mechanically, I log in to my account. “Welcome back, Elisa. Where do you wanna go today?” the machine spoke, gently but with a metallic aftertaste. I scroll through the possibilities and put a blanket on.  Paris? Nah, been there too often.  New York? Too busy, I … Continua a leggere “Wait, is this a glitch?”