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SAMIZDAT 34




Por que Samizdat?, Henry Alfred Bugalho

AUTOR EM LÍNGUA PORTUGUESA
Broquéis, Cruz e Souza

CONTOS
Algo Indefinível, Joaquim Bispo
Morfeu, Morfina, Mariza Lacerda
O Galo Meu, Henry Alfred Bugalho
Microcontos, Edweine Loureiro
O “Gato” Maluco, Lilly Araújo
Budapeste vai à Praia, Luís Felipe Sprotte
Nadja Ausente, Isabela Penov
Grávida, Alice Nardi
Iniciação, Léo Tavares
O Bichinho, Diana Cunha Gil
João Pilão – O Sineiro de Del Rei, Fábio Wanderson de Sousa
O Centauro de Saramago, Zulmar Lopes
Sonho de Cores, Isabella Gonçalves
Ocolândia, Silvana Michele Ramos
Menina na Tempestade, João Vereza
Sombras de Carne, Cinthia Kriemler


TRADUÇÃO
Provérbios do Inferno, William Blake
A Imagem Divina, William Blake
O Cordeiro, William Blake

ARTIGO
O Muro de Indiferença, ou a invisibilidade dos candidatos a escritores, Henry Alfred Bugalho

TEORIA LITERÁRIA
Os Signos do Mundo, do Amor e da Sensibilidade na Literatura de Marcel Proust, Leonardo Araújo

CRÔNICA
Crônica Transitiva, Adriane Dias Bueno
Sinestesia, Oximoro e Anadiplose, João Paulo Hergesel
A 5ª Sinfonia de Beethoven, Otávio Martins

POESIA
II Concurso de Poesia Autores S/A
Letícia Simões
Cinthia Kriemler
Geovani Doratiotto
Henrique César Cabral
Malvina, Cris Dakinis
Visitante, Volmar Camargo Junior
Procedimentos Técnico-administrativos em Caso de Desordem na Gaveta dos Papéis Involuntariamente Esquecidos, Volmar Camargo Junior
Caem Corpos em Pinheirinho, Caio Dezorzi
Sobre o Trabalho do Tempo, André Kondo
Noturno para Franz, Danilo Augusto de Athayde Fraga
Joanna, Fernando Domith
Mendigo de Tal, Ana Peres Batista
Dançando e Encontrando – Loucuras Sãs, Rodrigo Pereira dos Santos


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You think water moves fast? You should see ice. It moves like it has a mind. Like it knows it killed the world once and got a taste for murder. After the avalanche, it took us a week to climb out. Now, I don't know exactly when we turned on each other, but I know that seven of us survived the slide... and only five made it out. Now we took an oath, that I'm breaking now. We said we'd say it was the snow that killed the other two, but it wasn't. Nature is lethal but it doesn't hold a candle to man.

You see? It's curious. Ted did figure it out - time travel. And when we get back, we gonna tell everyone. How it's possible, how it's done, what the dangers are. But then why fifty years in the future when the spacecraft encounters a black hole does the computer call it an 'unknown entry event'? Why don't they know? If they don't know, that means we never told anyone. And if we never told anyone it means we never made it back. Hence we die down here. Just as a matter of deductive logic.