Moment de reculegere
A murit Michael Jackson… Nu mai e nimic de spus. Lasam comentarile, disputele si controversele si ne gandim la impactul lui asupra muzicii internationale.
The Glass
A short description of the frustrations of a glass towards people:
i’m being kissed,
i’m being emptied,
i’m being washed,
i’m being filled.
i sit in racks until you want
to use me.
i give you pleasure,
you touch my lips,
you suck me dry,
and afterwards you smash me.
you grab my waist
too tight from filling me
too often.
you break my feet,
you start to cry
you start to yell and cheer and die.
you must admire my slender form
you put me back,
you want me more.
Micro Fiction
Listen
“We need to talk. I’m starting to get sick of this. I hate all this stuff.”
“I’m sorry. You know it’s not intentional”
“No! I can’t stand it any more. I’m really sorry but I can’t live like this.”
She opened the door and waved her hand. The cat ran out.
The Big Funeral
Big funeral. He died.
Then he started to go inside, and play around. She played with him. He took out a ball, and the tennis rackets. She went with him.
Big funeral. She died.
