in the tavern

around the table sat the poet and his harem of words – some of them he caressed, some he kissed or he planted among their vowels a smile, to some he bit the letters until they bled while he barely dared to touch the roundness of others with the tip of his tongue. and the … Continue reading

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lost footsteps

lost footsteps don’t get lost – they just hide under layers of sand and fractured clay waiting for the right time in order to blossom again on paths leading in all directions.   lost footsteps have a particular perfume, of shivers and echoes within long and empty hallways, crashing against oil painted walls and going … Continue reading

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i do not know – sonnet

i do not know what love is. i would lie if i began to praise its light and wonder and hide behind some artificial sigh pretending that my soul’s been torn asunder by any of its charms in all my life. not even once along my days (or nights) deigned love to show its beauty, … Continue reading

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april. ruins.

the rain’s celebrations bloomed acid on the skin of the night as it lied stretched across the green hemisphere of my thoughts. from the ether some drop of salty tragedy continued to bother the ghosts, like a chinese torture, losing itself afterwards beneath the carnival mask that was covering with its rotten velvet and carrion … Continue reading

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salty sonnet

the future crumbles in my rusty thoughts – one cannot think of future when the past is conquering your grounds at much too fast a pace. the blood inside you slowly clots, and while regrets were once just distant dots they quickly turn into a view so vast that overwhelms your mind, and soon you … Continue reading

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sakura

her lips, soaked with morning were pressed softly against the cherry tree’s bark, and her whispers stripped from her breath fell slowly, among the white petals, upon the earth washing its stony bones of the night’s darkness: “we’re dead, you and i. as dead as the unsowed seeds, as the shoulders of clouds clipped by … Continue reading

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Eyes open – eyes closed – flash fiction

We lost it up there. We lost it while climbing a rock and suddenly seeing the horizon. What others fought for, across ages and ages of bloody and sturdy pushing, what others tried to conquer at the price of silence and secrecy, we lost it in the blink of an eye. We looked at each … Continue reading

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Wednesday pondering – on spring cleaning

This one will be a brief text, generated by a discussion I just had with a couple of friends about the soon to be here Easter holiday. They were telling me how people prepare for the up-coming days, cleaning their places and preparing all sort of food and so on, and then I remembered the … Continue reading

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Wednesday pondering – on paths

Several days ago, being away from home, I happened to pass by some mountains that looked absolutely stunning, and I found myself thinking “these are so beautiful, I hope one day I’ll have the chance to know their beauty from a closer distance”. Then I remembered how, years ago, something similar happened. I was with … Continue reading

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