My days in the camp were like a slow song. They were nice.
I’m sitting at a table in my cottage N11.
Listening to Mitski – Two Slow Dancers.
Everything makes more…
It’s so easy to wipe your dirty hands on someone else.
I’ve tried it,
it works.
That’s what individuals do.
That’s what countries do.
Children learn to do it from young age.they break something…
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…
My body is soft
It bends
You touch it
It feels like a child’s toy.
It’s so fresh
And smooth
Can’t believe
That one day
This exact body will rot
This exact hands will not move anymore.
My voice…
“What are you immigrating into or out of in your literary work?”
Before..I would write for me and only me. I could skip some passages and get to the best…
“Im a hopeless romantic with a realist’s mind.”-Marie.
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Feeling
The one where uneasiness creeps on you like a little spider descending from the ceiling, straight on your head.
You put down your…
TIP 1. Sit comfortably
In order to dive deep in your subconscious, you need to stop using your physical body.
I`d recommend a nice chair in a cafe or library. The…
So, we were asked to write the history of our names, how we feel about it and how it feels about us yeah, why not, maybe the name…