Relationships – Writer Between Worlds

The Gender Dance

Today is International Women’s Day. Below is a text I wrote a while ago, which sadly remains valid today and sheds some light on the place of women in society, asymmetrical relationships, gender expectations, and the thorny consent issue. It’s my sophomore year in high school. I’m with my class on one of those overnight…
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Eveniment editorial

Metamorfoza e completă. ȘI VĂILE ȘOPTEAU… au fost coconul. Prima ediție. Acum, la epuizarea tirajului, e timpul să iasă în lume, într-o identitate vizuală nouă care include și un sequel surprinzător, trilogia CRISALIDĂ. Cei care ați citit Și văile șopteau numele tău știți că e vorba despre un roman în două părți. Am stat mult…
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Quote of the day

“The person who said: love is a matter of the epidermis was undoubtedly referring to this inferior knowledge of the body, to the fact that possession is possible only under certain physical conditions and for certain human specimens. But the body can reveal more. Beyond voluptuousness, beyond lust, a consummate self-rediscovery is possible in that…
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Quote of the day

“Auch ich hatte mich früh an die Stille, ans Schweigen gewöhnt. Wer viel redet, verhüllt etwas. Wer konsequent schweigt, ist von etwas überzeugt. (…) Ich hatte das Gefühl, in unserem Leben fehle etwas. Die Liebe, sagst du… Die opferbereite Liebe. Ja, das sagt sich so leicht. Später habe ich erfahren, dass die mit falschen Ansprüchen…
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Quotes of the day

“Sie sagte das ganz ruhig, ganz gleichgültig, wie es nur alte Leute vermögen, die schon Abschied nehmen, da sie den wahren Sinn der Wörter erkannt haben und nichts mehr fürchten und auch die menschlichen Konventionen nicht höher schätzen als die Wahrheit.” (English translation: She said this very calmly, quite indifferently, as only old people can,…
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Fără titlu

vei crede ce dorești, dar acesta este adevărul meu. ți-l spun șoptit,la ureche,ca toate adevărurile mari, care nu-s altceva decât răsuflare caldă pe piele: vreau să-mi ascult sufletul și să tac, să mă ascund de zbuciumul uneltelor care neîncetatară și, lent, ca orice suflet obosit care-și cară în spate trupul, să mă tupilez pe sub…
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Abschwörung

Ich schwöre die Liebe ab. Das Einzige worin ich gut war. Das Einzige wozu ich vielleicht etwas taugte – ich schwöre es ab, dieses unendliche Grauen. Nie wieder werde ich in deinem Körper verweilen, noch du in meiner Erinnerung.
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Saying Goodbye to a Tree

I hugged the tree in my garden yesterday as it spread its arms out into that empty space that summer weaves out of vapor and linden fragrance. I hugged my tree yesterday held it tight bark against cheek and whispered my goodbyes. It felt rooted and rough I entered its shy shade like one enters a…
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O nouă provocare editorială!

Dragi prieteni, pentru primăvara-vara 2025 v-am pregătit o frumoasă poveste despre #dragoste și #tabuuri, #familie și #resentiment, #religie și #cruzime, #tehnologie și trăirea nemijlocită. O #iubire pe cât de imposibilă, pe atât de indispensabilă, desfășurată pe fundalul fabulos al Munților #Carpați și pe cel (ficționalizat) al Timișoarei mele natale. Îi dăm drumul în lume începând…
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On love (2)

“It was as if they had leapt over the arduous calvary of conjugal life and gone straight to the heart of love. They were together in silence like an old married couple wary of life, beyond the pitfalls of passion, beyond the brutal mockery of hope and the phantoms of disillusion: beyond love. For they…
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On love

“Florentino Ariza, for his part, suddenly asked himself what he would never have dared to ask himself before: what kind of secret life had she led outside of her marriage? Nothing would have surprised him, because he knew that women are just like men in their secret adventures: the same stratagems, the same sudden inspirations,…
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Feminist Haiku

when you cannot choose, so you strive to be chosen: your name is woman.
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