PinnedPublished inKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfEastern European Sketching Exercisea short poetic proseOct 17, 2024A response icon2Oct 17, 2024A response icon2
Published inKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfPsychoeducation Mid-StormPsychoeducation: I stick little labels on trees — like the ones from our notebooks in primary school, small, rectangular cards with thin…Apr 30A response icon1Apr 30A response icon1
Bucharest — Here/București — Aiciportrait of a city in a crumpled unapologetic poemDec 21, 2024Dec 21, 2024
Bits from the diary of an insomniac (IV)A still and tranquil night. And a song coming from the other side of the wall, keeping me company in deep sleep like a lullaby for the…Sep 27, 2024Sep 27, 2024
DiscomfortDiscomfort. My word of the day. Master of my experience since later last night. The sensation is unmistakably clear — tangible almost — an…Sep 8, 2024Sep 8, 2024
Published inThe Mad RiverConcerto № noneWe all have our ways of singing through our pains, of vibrating the questions that seldom find answers in phrases on the street. We get to…Aug 8, 2024Aug 8, 2024
The romantic landscape: blind people with hatchets (or Infatuation for the depressed)Whoever envisioned the romantic landscape as a breeze-swept field at a raspberry-hued sunset, where figures in medieval grab glide in a…Jul 3, 2024Jul 3, 2024
