Vadim Kagan
Bio
I believe that each day is a blessing, every story is amazing and all poems should rhyme!
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Stories (146/0)
The Word
My memory is long. I remember my birth – the cries, the pain, the suffering, becoming aware of the world around me. I remember a man in a fancy headdress touching me with his cold hands, his eyes full of joy but his voice full of sadness. “Don’t cry,” – he said. – “No matter what happens, you must not cry. I forbid you to cry.” He stroked me gently for what seemed like an eternity and then added: “Because you now carry the weight of the world. I am so, so sorry.”
By Vadim Kaganabout a year ago in Fiction
To All the Ones
To all the ones who asked for change but did not specify the range. You are a very special kind – the one which favors flying blind through forests full of blades and thorns while your copilot sweats and warns that that gas is gone, and engines stalled. You think you got it down cold – then with a satisfying “splat” the world and you both go flat. Do not complain of being had but focus on the road ahead.
By Vadim Kaganabout a year ago in Poets
Forever After
Margarita walked out the gentle surf, got to her favorite palm and stretched on the soft sand in the fluttering shade. As usual, she did not have a towel, but Margarita knew the warm breeze will dry her skin quickly. And the hair… well, her hair was long now, so it’d take a while to dry.
By Vadim Kaganabout a year ago in Fiction