Courage

Courage   To be a poet is to be brave to be vulnerable is to give yourself entirely into a flow of thoughts and emotions to show to be seen to be able to translate an abstract to easy -understandable Jean Luc Nancy would put it difficult it’s a threshold of openess about things difficult […]

Don’t panic

Don’t panic   Poetry is a manual for knowing the unknown territories compressed thought and emotion like that astronomer’s food it just needs to be diluted with oneself experience to reveal the complete picture in the cryptographer’s key of the metaphor it unlocks (decyphers) with some known reference from the real world culture and science […]

She awakes

She awakes   She didn’t pricked her finger on the spidnle and fall asleep she pricked her finger on the sharp tip of a pencil and from that point on she writes Words were and stayed her forever sobering up kiss Maybe she never falled asleep with all that words which need to be taken […]

Errorista VS Perfecionista: A room for a mistake

Errorista VS Perfecionista A room for a mistake   I need a space for a mistake (Are you always having some troubles?) empty I prefer without any disruptions (Is that what you really need?) a whole room with a view on the perfect landscape of other’s behaviors (Why you can’t be like others?) a big […]

CraPMS speculative fiction

CraPMS speculative fiction: Transaction Menstrual wealth Crampscoins   I wish I could take the pain out of myself and change it into another measurement unit, currency, or a bitcoin. The strength – quantity? Pain per hour? Some taximeter for pain so it can calculate the amount in Crampscoins? Like paid “menstrual leave”. You are your […]

User experience

User experience   I don’t like this protocol For me, it’s not working like it is functioning with the most women. So you are that minority for which they say: Why are you so sensitive? Why are you in so much pain, while others don’t feel the same? Toughen up a little bit. But I […]

Red tango

Red tango   When the  pain and I are dancing tango like the long-lasting dance partners I am stepping back, and he approaches with fast, long, and sharp steps to dance around me for a long time, knowing that I would like to refuse this one, impose invitation to painful dance precisely according to the […]

Geometry of the pain

Geometry of the pain   The pain is the black hole and I want to be a straight-line but I am not. I am curved around the point of the pain. The pain is the sharp angle, and I am circling around it. With geometrical progression, the pain is growing hourly. I can not look […]

Rag doll

Rag Doll   I would like to be a rag doll now not to feel parts of my body, because if I was a porcelain doll, I would be broken by the pain and full of debris and I would bleed as twice as it normally what on that day is.   This way I […]

The match

The Match   We are playing ping-pong of the signals my pain and I in the arena of my brain. I am bombing it with words and electro signals, music and visuals, to make a traffic jam of stimulants and information. It has a worthy opponent which has a plan B if it’s needed. The […]