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Vedere de noapte
Read more: Vedere de noaptecu ochii tăi m-ai văzut aşa cum eram în realitate: schematică, ca o radiografie – oase plutind în derivă pe o pâclă de înserare. ţesuturi au început să-mi crească după aceea. pe atunci nu aveam încă trei dimensiuni. tu, Omul, (poate singurul) mi-ai zis: „mergi şi tu înainte la Betezda şi stai liniştită.…
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My book is out!
Read more: My book is out!Are you familiar with CreateSpace? The website that lets you create, edit, publish and sell your own creative work? Well, I’ve tried it, and as it happens, I have a new book out. It’s called Acid EROSion – The poetry of wounds still raw. The page layout in the interior of the book is pretty lame,…
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Lessons to my 15-year-old self
Read more: Lessons to my 15-year-old selfYesterday was International Day of the Girl Child. A 14-year old gets shot in Pakistan for having the most normal of opinions; girls across parts of Africa and Asia have their genitalia mutilated and are forced into abusive marriages. Lots of girls don’t even make it into the world, they get “terminated” before birth because…
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Sexist much?
Read more: Sexist much?It all started out as a harmless chat about motorcycles. He bragged about his, I bragged about my husband’s. Then he said that’s too easy, he does off-road, ’cause riding on tarmac is for 60-year-olds. I said I’d be glad to pass on this very useful piece of information, but don’t go putting ideas into…
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Mrs. T. is leaving the country
Read more: Mrs. T. is leaving the countryI went back home for a few days, to the Romanian town where I was born, where I grew up, and where I spent the better part of my youth. I took a long nostalgic walk down memory lane, revisiting all those places that were the landmarks of my childhood years: the school, the school…
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Paper TV
Read more: Paper TVHave you noticed how there don’t seem to be any good children’s books anymore? Most of the time what you get is printed cartoons – extravagant colorful drawings accompanied by a maimed version of the text, an abridged, dry version, more like an abstract really than the actual story, re-written in the most inane and…
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All in a day’s work. A mother’s day
Read more: All in a day’s work. A mother’s dayWoke up at 6:46 a.m. from a bad dream. Stumbled into the bathroom, then into the kitchen to prepare my daughter’s baby formula. Did that, took care that it doesn’t get too cold. Then laid out the clothes I was going to wear for the day (clothes – what an euphemism for jeans and a…
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Why some dreams are deaf
Read more: Why some dreams are deafWhat is the deal with making our dreams come true and all that bla-bla? Why do we always have to make our dreams come true? That is tremendous pressure. Why can’t they just stay dreams? They’re more soothing that way. Dreams have a therapeutic quality that simply dissolves the minute they come true. The minute…
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Toamna (remember 2003)
Read more: Toamna (remember 2003)E toamnă. E de ajuns să spun atât. E toamnă, lumina bate oblic, iar eu mă scufund într-o plăcută astenie bordo. Totul e blând toamna. Soarele, bruma, vântul, culorile. Fiindcă am abonament integral pe reţeaua de autobuze şi fiindcă, Slavă Domnului, în ziua asta providenţială nu am altceva de făcut, am decis să mă plimb…
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A society of egomaniacs?
Read more: A society of egomaniacs?Some people think they’re unhappy because they don’t get to meet enough of their personal needs. I think we’re unhappy because we’re too damn focused on our personal needs. Focus on the other person for a change. Some people think they’re unhappy because they can’t satisfy their ego enough. I say we’re unhappy because we indulge…
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Dor de bunici
Read more: Dor de buniciCopil fiind, creşti cu credinţa fermă că părinţii şi bunicii sunt eterni. Ei sunt un fel de eroi mitici atotputernici şi atotştiutori, coborâţi pe pământ ca să îţi poarte ţie de grijă şi să graviteze în jurul tău. Lor nu li se poate întâmpla nimic, ei vor fi tot timpul acolo, tot timpul la fel,…
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… e viva Italia!
Read more: … e viva Italia!The first thing that strikes you about Italy, coming from Germany, is the light. Italy has a whole new level of light. The moment you emerge from the Alps, you’re blinded. The colors look different, they’re mellow, and the air is a pleasant warm embrace in which you can float. Your heart lights up too,…