Category Archives: Outlaws

Out of What Law

Posted on 21/12/2018 by markrowancropper

Artwork by Enrique Cropper Their office block was nothing special by Brussels standards: recent refurbishment; nylon replacement carpet; LED lights fitted according to the new European norm; and a lick of pastel paint, trying hard to give the impression everything … Continue reading →

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La maleta roja

Posted on 14/12/2018 by writingbrussels

Art work by Enrique Cropper El viajero que bajaba del vagón de tren cargaba una llamativa maleta roja. Solo eso destacaba de él, junto a un bigote ridículo y parecido al de Hitler. El resto quedaba escondido bajo un abrigo … Continue reading →

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Les vacances de l’assassin

Posted on 07/12/2018 by writingbrussels

Mots clés: menottes, assassin, rouge, l’obscurité, couteau, neuf, strict, crépuscule, défense, Belgique, voler, panda. Le voyageur en face de moi me regarde d’un air indigné depuis quelques minutes. On dirait que quelque chose le choque dans mon apparence. Est-ce parce … Continue reading →

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Despojo

Posted on 30/11/2018 by writingbrussels

Se desliza el móvil de mi mano y siento que aún lo puedo retener, que si aprieto su contorno lo suficiente no se va a ir. Confío en mis reflejos un segundo. Imagino que alguien – ¿mi marido que está … Continue reading →

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This is the End

Posted on 23/11/2018 by writingbrussels

The traveller awoke before dawn; he put his hat on and walked out of his room. He had been running from the law for a while now and had grown into being cautious in every thing he did. He had … Continue reading →