At this
Seldom celebrated season
Take some time to
Have a thought about
Ourself
Each I
Is like
At this
Seldom celebrated season
Take some time to
Have a thought about
Ourself
Each I
Is like

Photo: By Vendula Lyachová
Our fellow writer and friend Miguel is moving to Berlin. Here are some texts we wanted to address to him to wish him farewell! The Writing Brussels’ “other” writers 🙂

Words are like…the sun
They will not shine forever but for long enough to warm up your entire life.
On a sunny summer day you will bath in all the light.
During darkness and rain you might forget the warmth of the words.
And just before they implode and menace to leave you with nothing,
you are gone yourself.

Juliet and Michael, married and middle-aged, one morning get their life turned into a theatre stage, where unkept promises and well-kept secrets write a bizarre play.
Download the e-story here

The heat in the apartment was overwhelming. Hugo reached out for the window and opened it wide onto a warm and pale blue summer evening… Below, passers-by walked lazily hand in hand, stopping here and there as they made their way into the Marolles’ neighbourhood.