e-revista EgoPHobia - ISSN 1584-6210
(egoZaur) de Sorin-Mihai Grad Câteodată reușesc să trăiesc cumva în afara realității pentru ore sau zile, iar impactul revenirii este de fiecare dată mult mai puternic decât îmi aminteam. Din păcate, zăcămintele de petrol cărora nu le-ar sta deloc rău în grădina familiei nu vor să se arate, oricât le-aș invoca, iar la loto mereu […]
table de câte ori dai o tablă
Ode to Cider This cider was once an apple – go figure.
[fragment from the visual poetry collection “Samsara”] by Ma Abakada
Ghost I Am (V2) Here is a private hut staring at me,
Execration Text (c. 2350 BCE) May your mother’s nakedness be familiar to strangers throughout neighboring hamlets;
Making Muffins I am making muffins, substituting some of the ingredients
by Douglas Young When Marcellus Stovall got to a good stopping place, he sighed, saw it was already well after 5, and decided it was time to leave the university library. The firm did not pay him overtime and the place would close soon anyway since it was Friday. So he got up from […]
poems about nothing bits of flesh scattered all over a window
[fragment] by Mike Amnasan Now that I’m seventy-three I can tell you about the life of a failed writer. This is something no one is likely to have read or will read. A successful writer would not be able to write this. His experience would be very different. Repeated rejection has taken a toll on my […]