Thin borders

Sunlight smashes itself against butterfly wings only to further bounce its remains towards the grains of dust disturbed by my breath – you hush, melting my silence in your own, and you smile, amused by the lack of answers. Somewhere there’s peace between the kings and queens on a chess table – but not on … Continue reading

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October in my blood

bowing and scraping at the gates of the gray there moaned October, demanding to be let in.   we both looked at the capillaries of insipid sunlight throbbing in its helix, striving to teach it the memory of warmth, and October grinned raindrops and mud on our soles.   you took my hand – I … Continue reading

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shields

Find me a mantle to wrap in it all the white of our days and the black of our nights. Find me such a cloak that would deny, with its imperviousness, sand’s access to our unspoken words, so that whatever sound still crawls along my skin yet shivering with reminisces of tenderness from our youth, … Continue reading

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a kind of man

© Liliana Negoi

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solstice

allow me to not be able, to not WANT to sleep tonight, for fear that dreams might cling too tightly to my eyelids and wouldn’t allow the photons dripping through the moon’s veins to lecherously caress my retina while sand flows, washing my feet of summer’s mild pains. porous thoughts about a Magdalene crucified on … Continue reading

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high

I wonder how clouds smell like – if the white ones, laddering like a tuft of cotton, smell like this evening spiced with jasmine and honeysuckle, or if the gray ones, rolling in layers beneath the white ones, smell like thoughts piercing them here and there on their way to explore ether’s veins, or if … Continue reading

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it’s all about passion

what you love about me is the grace of my neck, the elegance with which it lays in your palm when you hold me, matching perfectly that soft spot right there, between your thumb and your index what you love about me is how, when you slide your fingers along my guts, you make me … Continue reading

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tête-à-tête

an explosion of thoughts smelling like spring and diffuse sunlight flowing over the forgotten cups of tea between the two of us – your eyes say so much, your lips so little, but my ears need no sound to hear the words crowded in your gaze a ladybug lands safely on the edge of your … Continue reading

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The fall

October’s bones, bathed in grape juice and apple cider, laid on the pillows as if some holy relics, waiting to be worshiped by the commoners uninitiated in the art of forgetting about life. Beyond the window, the cloudy dawn caressed, like the hand of a lover intoxicated with autumn, the sweet curve of the mountain … Continue reading

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What thoughts…?

for those of you who see themselves in it : ) What thoughts cross your mind When you sit in that nook Just releasing the ghosts from your pen? What taste has the life Whirling out of the book That you open again and again? What heavenly pain Fills your smile when you see The … Continue reading

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