We are one By Kateryna Orlovska on November 18, 2018 Are you brave? Are you wild? Can you abandon your real  life?, Can you dip into some magic space in the tree, in the tea, in her eyes or her beam? Are you ripe just enough to create a new song in such hazy reality? Are

Your body is my canvas By Marie Sevs on November 18, 2018 Your body is my canvas. Your eyes deep as the galaxy, Your smile brighter than the sun. Your body must be your canvas as well? Your body is a canvas. But I don’t choose your colors, The paint is in your hands. Your

I Don’t feel Like Writing Today By Marta Urushadze on November 18, 2018 Writing has always been something, I’ve never understood. The more I write, the farthest it runs away from me. My eyes are closing and one-second dreams start. Didn’t sleep well at night. At 4 am, I thought someone was in the room,

Letters By Mariia Koltsova on November 18, 2018 I have been writing  small letters to you when you  was working on the north. I was 10 or 11, still ver small and childish while my classmates started to grow up and pretend to be serious.  I took really small peaces of squared paper from my school notebook

A creator By Oksana Lebedivna on November 18, 2018 my body is a coconut left in open water somewhere between New York and the Taj Mahal winds treat it as well as creators treat their creations but listen listen to me they all are just flowing out of my body just flowing out of it

but empty space that makes a statement By Ivan Demidkin on November 18, 2018 мои рассуждения в ответ на твои сообщения исключительно в четверг #1   the language itself creates the meaning or less is more. BIO Latest Posts BIO Ivan Demidkin   Latest Posts Latest posts by Ivan Demidkin (see all) but empty space