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Subterranean Spark

by Mareş Lucian Truth I know the truth. Truth is unique, complete, undivided. And you are not part of it. Because your destiny is not…

Poems by Adriana Boagiu

Adriana Boagiu is a poet whose lines carry a wordy town into flowery flurries of memory and eroticism, both ingenuous and insidious. Her sound skinning…

Tender on the Smiles

by Patrick Călinescu When she had tried to smile back at me, her lips creeping on her face skin stopped her short. Unable to sketch…

Comptine d’un autre automne

by Marius Surleac I run over the seas and dive in the skylines burnt by the fires of hell the night that will come with…

Flashes

by Marius Surleac today dig under me with your bare hands until you’ll pass the ribs you’ll lose half of your soul the blood will…

Peractio

by Marius Surleac rest your wounds in my shelter tomorrow when I’ll have to die you shall give me a kiss

Still life

by Marius Surleac through dice the six-shooter gleams at the burnt end of the bullet at the other end, like in a comet tale, blood…

Pestis vetus

by Marius Surleac hell is beyond the grey blocks – the desert where no human skeletons resisted to erosion, but became part of