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First date

First, I saw a crochet chicken by his pillow. He told me a girl at his school made crochet animals for a couple of kids, and asked him too about his favorite animal. He said "chicken" because it is what he loves to eat. So, she made him a chicken. Nice! Not too long after, he was like "Mom, a girl likes me, and I like her too."  "How do you know she likes you?" "She told me so..." Next, he is more secretive and cautious when I enter his room. He lets me know he is changing clothes. As if he is afraid I would see his dick or his last hairs gathered there.  "Dude, I am still washing your dirty boxers." In support of his first crush, I suggested him to invite the girl out when we'll be going to a restaurant or something, so they can spend some time together outside school. But she was faster and proactive. She invited him to go with her to the fall festival that just came in town, and go on rides, eat, whatever people do at a faire. I ...

Assignment

I climbed a tall mountain and picked up a rock. I wrote everything on it like on a stela.  Then went to the middle of the ocean and let it fall to the deep. I flew away afterwords. It would be a miracle to find the rock one day, when walking on the beach...

Elios

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                                                   Toamna asta vine cu o dorința tăcută după ceva ce nu știu încă sa definesc.                                               Ceva ce se simte aproape, dar încă nevăzut, si neatins.                                       O vibratie viscerala ce mă șicanează puțin, mă ademenește,                                Ceva ce mișcă fiecare dimineața ce-mi clincăne la geam.                          Vreau sa mă îmbrac special ca sa intampin necunoscutul dulce.   ...

Iluzii

Mă uitam cu nesaț la petalele infoiate ale unor flori de sezon, ce se unduiau voluptos in briza după-amiezelor mele.  Mi-am imaginat ca ar avea niste rădăcini pe măsură, adânci si ramificate, ce ar încleșta cu putere pământurile, si aproape le-as fi zărit trupurile vânjoase ieșite puțin afara când ar bătea ploaia.  Prinsă in pasiunea mea, am început sa zgârm ca o nebună. Si am găsit niște rădăcini firave, învățând in același timp ca florile nu erau perene.  M-am întristat, ca as fi vrut sa le am mereu aproape...

Languages

"You used foul language. They could have escorted you out of the restaurant, you know...?" "What foul language...?" "'F' word..." "Me...? 'F' word? I never talk with 'f' word, are you ok...?" "You were very loud saying in Romanian 'fac' a couple of times, when you were upset with the app... It's all they heard, those guys..."

De toamnă

Îmi strigă coioții de jale, tare adânca, se pare.  Ajunge la mine frânturi-- o ploaie de confeti printre perdele si cearșafuri,                              noaptea...

Midnight

I am rarely awaken by a dream in the middle of the night... When heard about his curious passing at a train station, a sheep caught on fire in a faraway field. How strange... his sheep?  I am trying to rescue the sheep, but it's the hardest thing. The night lit up marvelously from the woolly fire that I almost don't want to... I am torn between wanting to stop the fire and keeping it. The poetry of it. But then, how can I let poor sheep die...?