Stories from the Black Sea

Of course I wish I could have stayed more days. These were the most needed days in a long time. And no, it has nothing to do with the new virus. If it exists, it has a meaning, a purpose. Maybe there was a meaning behind the number 2 I had to bear with surprise. […]

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Again, again, again

I say we dive you say we’d die a thousand times through roots of trees reborn again, again, again I say you failed the three- a flash nocturnal, a sign of life. You say I failed to see the power of the one. January, 3rd, 2020 Featured image from Pixabay – Kellepics

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I wonder why #poem

‘Sadness looks so beautiful on you!’ your voice had spoken, an alluring smile lifting your face. I didn’t know I wore a dress. I wondered why.  Maybe too vulgar is the laughter or the day, the happiness too rare, so large the holes of fabric, my striped skin they reveal, its cuts and scars well […]

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Of #poem

The black dot trembled. The dot of life. History I could see in your eyes, dust raining on my arms, those arms of fire now lost in time rusty wings are to become. The black dot quivered. The dot of death. The same old wind carrying us both into the whirl of seeking, spiraling cries […]

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Surreal flash #poem

Impeccable silk walking through  the carbon cars aligned in static red at traffic lights, Chekhovian silhouette veiled in a cream-colored-blouse, a seagull’s flight over the cities’ web of wires and withered flowers offered for a coin. A surreal flash dove through my trembled flesh. How could I know you hid under her furrowed skin the […]

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