Membrana translucidă Separă tentaţia dulce de limbă Ovale ca de sticlă, dar moi, Reflectă lumina Fascinată le numeri, le-atingi Cu mâna aşezi o boabă plină Între canin şi molar Suspansul tău e sadic, amar PlesneşteContinue reading
LIKE
what you see on the surface is a lie against the eye lavish sequences unfold for the show to be performed you only like them the soft parts covering the wit that is sharp theContinue reading
🌊 VALURI 🌊
Plutesc în magneziu cald şi lichid Un corp dezbrăcat, absent, translucid Pe pielea goală simt bezna totală Vapori de supă primordială Mă gâdilă peste tot în timp ce mă topesc Alunec în spatiu, devin corpContinue reading
I’m bored to death, but not dead yet
…next thing I know, I’m in some bar in Mexico It’s late and they swallow cheap shots of mezcal The night shapes that feeling, surreal, bizarre Will the guy with the mustache punch the otherContinue reading
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Calc cu paşi de vată şi simt moale în toate extremităţile corpului în timp ce fac cele mai banale lucruri. După ultima înghiţitură de apă, banal devine bizar. Mă simt ca şi cum cineva m-aContinue reading
This van is meant for a joyride like we are meant for trouble
We want to play house, we’re already in The music is dope, your silence is mean You are the driver, but I know the place It could be by the sea or deep into spaceContinue reading
As I waited for the sun to come out on your side of the world
The city that never sleeps * What a cliché and a lie Lie down, my darling, and close an eye By the pound we buy The forbidden access to high I’m your best nap buddy,Continue reading
Dream a little dream
The artist He loved this city for the lack of commitment it demanded. A weird, bustling little place where anything and everything and nothing could happen at the same time. The drinks were cheap, theContinue reading
Worship tracks
So he enters the bar with that obvious thirst for whiskey all over his face. Drinks it like it’s homemade iced tea then picks a random fight. Nasty dialogue, cinematic broken chairs, manly punches yet toContinue reading
The bang in my head
I am no Michelangelo but I saw the angel trapped inside the rock. I felt his thoughts, so material, pulling me away from my own while he was there, tapping his surreal fingers and waitingContinue reading
Sophisticated monsters
I was looking for a clean pair of jeans to wear at the office when I found the first one in my closet. It seemed to know better what I should have put on thatContinue reading
Misunderstood freedom
It’s not what keeps you tied but what sets you free the most unsettling. All that looking back to the growing distance, choking on the first breath of fresh air, making “wherever” your only destination…Continue reading
You say I’m a bitch like it’s a bad thing
I just want to go out and stay up late Camp in Black Rock, alive and awake. Get as witty as art, yet vain like a doll Feels free to own nothing, nothing atContinue reading
Sofa trip
Strange high, strange loves, Every word I mean, he knows. … (00:07) We were high and dreams were vivid Smoking, drinking without rest Still, I only got addicted To his hands holding my waist.Continue reading
To reign and to rule
“Life is not a party, David Bowie is not God and your friends are not your minions. But they do a hell of a job cleaning the mess around you, don’t they?”… She’s once moreContinue reading
My kind (part two)
“Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people.”* … Since ever, you’re expecting them patiently, but for too long you won’t know who they are or what they do in their spareContinue reading
My fear (part one)
I will let Bowie do the honors: Your country’s new, your friends are new Your house and even your eyes are new Your maid is new and your accent, too But your fear is asContinue reading
Fashion seizure
There is the cheap, but hip Get-me-on-a-trip-and-strip Bite my lip … and whatnot kind of bling. * There is the expensive Intensive-progressive Evasive but persuasive Fuck-me diamonds thing. * And there’s the in between.Continue reading
Spring is around the corner
The storm before the calm. The expensive bottled scent hiding that anticipation and hunger for trouble. The cab that’s heading to a collective date with you in the back seat. Fast feels fuckin’ fun! EverythingContinue reading
I’m (still) shakin’
If I could ask for any skill in the world and actually get it, I would very much like the badass writing of the Rolling Stone’s fabulous editors. The best of the best when itContinue reading
You can sit at my table
The finest, meanest, most charming of his kind. He’s in charge around here… and everybody knows it. He means what he says and he never has to say it twice; not with that voice. The toughContinue reading
The becoming
Never let life be boring to you again. Grow a million pretty faces and make it stare at each and every one of them, hate them or adore them, whichever works best. It all startedContinue reading
Bitter has never been sweeter
And I sat at the cheaters’ table. There were aces on chairs with bluffs in their hands And silk wrapped around their necks …in a tie. Oh, those golden smiles, getting shinier with every thousandContinue reading
What is your next collection?
Interviewer: What do you fear the most? Rei Kawakubo: The next collection. Interviewer: What do you feel you’d still like to achieve in life? Rei Kawakubo: The next collection. ___ I bow to this woman.
Sugar daddy issues
Mockingbirds and diamond rings. Doll houses and furs. Expensive brunches and ponies. Lolita dresses. Lolita undresses. Put a sugar coat on it, make it eye candy.
Fetele frumoase si spinii lor
Fetele frumoase sunt indisponibile azi. Este ziua internaţională a florilor în păr şi macii sunt deja pe terminate. Fetele frumoase şi-au luat jazz-ul la pachet pentru că n-au putut să-l termine pe loc… dar niciContinue reading
Capsune cu miere
Căpşunele cu miere sunt un fel de căpşune cu frişcă. Micul dejun al fetelor frumoase, Cu degete dulci şi buze groase. Eva Green mânca probabil căpşune cu miere Când era adolescentă. La dietă. CăpşuneleContinue reading
Personal window shopper
We’ll take long walks on Calea Victoriei checking out every window. From lingerie to pralines and guitars, we shall know all our options. You have to tell me what you’re desperately craving for, so IContinue reading
Let’s do it
For me, the best presents ever are those colorful unwrap-me-now boxes containing god knows what, but looking like divinely compressed little stories. All the drama you can think of squeezed in a cube thatContinue reading
Baby, we got the cheap seats
Baby, it’s snowing in Cairo. We got the cheap seats. People are so obsessed with good deeds that Grinch may need a PR campaign. We got the cheap seats. Some claws took our beloved goldContinue reading
Versurilor le place
El: Îţi cam place să vorbeşti în versuri. Ea: De fapt… versurilor le place să vorbesc în ele.
Din noiembrie 1926
Unele sfaturi nu se demodează niciodată. Dacă ştii cum să le porţi. Să faci multe fotografii când eşti tânară. “La un moment dat n-o să mai creadă nimeni cât de frumoasă ai fost. N-o săContinue reading
Indura cu mine
Poezii dulci sau volume mari de proză grea, Hârtie aspră din bezea. Cărţile cu pagini multe sunt uşor de citit Pentru că sunt pline de explicaţii. Vin sec roşu sau jazz cu mult saxofon,Continue reading
Bezele din acelea
Bezeá (bezéle), s.f. – 1. Sărutare trimisă de departe, cu vîrfurile degetelor. – 2. Prăjitură din albuș de ou bătut cu zahăr. Una pentru când n-ai avut timp, una pentru când n-ai vrut. Una pentru când n-ai putut. UnaContinue reading
Scriitor pervers şi (ne)bun
Una dintre femeile lui miller are drept animal de casă o stea neagră spânzurată de tavan. O stea malefică şi rece şi frumoasă ca stăpâna ei. O stea care arde şi se gudură ca unContinue reading
Daca esti femeie…
Spune-mi o poveste, Umple o mie de nopţi cu ea, Hrăneşte-mă cu mâna ta, Ia-mă în braţe şi ţine-m-aşa. Pune-ţi cele o sută de văluri Şi dansează pentru mine, Lasă-te pe spate cu mişcăriContinue reading
Nu pe masa, acolo punem prajitura
Genul de băieţi care după ora 00:00 puneau pahare mici în pahare mari şi le dădeau pe gât. Jagermeister amestecat cu Red Bull şi apoi Bacardi, pe vremea când schimbam euro in Cool Cat caContinue reading
Cirese amare
Prima dată când Vladimir a vrut să-mi aprindă o ţigară. – Lasă-mă, mi-o aprind singură. Numai curvele cer să li se aprindă ţigara. … – Serios, aşa am zis? – Da, erai o pramatieContinue reading
Mandarina si Clementina
Un text de Gabriela Popa Mandarina şi Clementina au fost cele mai nedreptăţite fetiţe de la şcoala de Duminică. Aveau cele mai frumoase porecle şi de aceea Stârvescu s-a gândit ca, de fiecare dată cândContinue reading
The girl before
Otilia before she seduced Felix. The mermaid before she got a pair of skinny human legs. Marla before she started group therapy for testicular cancer. Anne before she felt the crown weight on her forehead.Continue reading
Bataie. De aripi
Amazoane Iele Prinţese Sirene Sirene ţâfnoase Cu buze cărnoase Dansatoare de cabaret Zâne Cadâne Fete cochete cu poşete Fecioare Zâne indispuse, cu migrene Balerine Pene UN. SINGUR. COSTUM.
Mai repede, mai mult, mai tare
– Vreau un tigru. Să-l iau şi să fie al meu, doar al meu. – Niciodată să nu-ţi iei un tigru. O să pună labele pe tine şi n-o să-ţi placă. Aşa face tigrul: teContinue reading
With the utmost grace
– I will teach her how to be charming, ravishing. – How? … Loving white and wearing it casually. Sipping non-alcoholic drinks in the evening, being polite and politely sarcastic, walking in stiletto shoesContinue reading
Tot o poveste
Zilele astea m-am tot gândit la Suceava şi la nenea Onu. Nenea Onu era fratele bunicii care scria proză fantastică şi venea la Bucureşti să discute cu oamenii de la edituri care nu voiau săContinue reading
Diane si Lolite
Ne gândim la o fată frumoasă. Îi vom spune Diana. Diana are un păr blond şi des, pe care nu l-a vopsit niciodată. E înaltă, are pielea albă – genul ăla de piele albă careContinue reading
Counting days is not cherry pie
Counting the days until you come back is not cherry pie So what do we do about it? We demand for a cherry pie.
My English is bad
You will dislike me for torturing words You will mock me for spoiling meanings You will think less of me for messing around with important stuff Like spelling You will hate me for my carelessContinue reading
Starting at Hollow’s End
There are some beautiful badass people in this country. I shall meet them all.
Stiu
Prima dată când m-am gândit la viitoarea mea relaţie cu o persoană de sex opus (evident, o relaţie idealizată, doar mergeam încă la grădiniţă). Şi nu i-am văzut pe ai mei sau o rochie de mireasă sauContinue reading
Just like a war, but softer
I am always inspired when shaken up by the world. My sentences are afraid of you and the light, so please don’t read them. … I would sit straight and exposed in the middleContinue reading
Cand stii ca un tip e bun pentru tine
S-ar putea să dai peste un drogat cu preocupări obscure. Un tip blazat şi arogant care pierde vremea, un paria sofisticat cu istoric de băiat rău. Şi dintre toţi, el să fie bun pentru tine. N-oContinue reading
Nude e noul roz
Altceva decât ştiai net superior, îmbunătăţit, “mai perfect” fetele de plastic nu mai au loc sub reflector De ea. e o specie nouă de păpuşă încă nu ştii cum să te joci fata – origamiContinue reading
O seara de bal
Bunica a fost săracă atunci când era de vârsta mea şi mult după. Doar că asta nu era un criteriu care s-o modeleze, nu însemna aproape nimic. Nu-mi amintesc să-mi fi povestit cu nostalgie căContinue reading
Ceva ce sigur nu e o recenzie
Sonor. Alb-negru, apoi vag şi imprevizibil. Exact ca un colaj – unul bine făcut şi păstrat mult timp. E multă america acolo şi puţini americani. Rimbaud nu era american, de asta pare excentric printre juraţiiContinue reading
Piesa de colectie
De data asta nu un jucător. Nu profund, nu afectat. Cu praf pe cizme, cu o strălucire a irisului suspectă de artificialitate. Pasionat. Diferit. Mi se întamplă rar să respir sacadat. Sincer în duplicititate. PuţinContinue reading
Pe bulevard
Prima dată am ascultat melodia asta la telefon. Chiar într-o iarna rece. Cu răsuflarea tăiată, cu întreruperi din motive tehnice, cu privirea pierdută în peisajul meu strâmt de la geamul din bucătărie. Nu se vede cât aşContinue reading
A writer & her f(r)iction
He was meant to be a model, but he raised as God and King, started like some sloppy fiction and became my favorite thing. He’s pure tease; still, I own something of his. Hey, doll-face-boy… ifContinue reading
I’VE JUST MET HER, SHE’S COOL
One evening I’m just minding my own business, searching for useless information on the sacred internet. I hear a gentle knock on the door. But I didn’t order anything from Glovo that night, so IContinue reading
Paradise reversed
A life in paradise.There wasn’t a dark side, nor spiceNo reason to fight, nowhere to go out Not a flamingo to hunt, kissing was bad And banned from the mouthTouches were kind, never obsceneZero marks on theContinue reading
It bugged her
It’s better that you left, really. … she said to the cockroach that was just making a dangerous turn on the corner of her living room. She hated committing murder, but what she hated evenContinue reading
Stop and think about it
The magnolia flowers were there. The magnolia flowers were rare. White as white gold, white as milk, white as silk of a bride’s dress, as the silence after a vow, as a sheet stained withContinue reading