• Poetry,  Written literature | Author's writings

    She had dimples on her cheeks

    She had dimples on her cheeks and Converse sneakers older than herself. She wore badges on a denim jacket and colorful socks. She listened to Cigarettes After Sex and read the book Shadow of the Wind in city transportation. In love with literature, and the literature with her, too. Every other day she read a new book. Many poems and…

  • Prose,  Written literature | Author's writings

    Skin old like an oak tree

    Only bark has left of me, old and rough like an oak. A hollow tree that only bothers lush nature. Do you know that, here, in this creepy woods we are all equal? Peeled humans. The moment until the last fall on the earth and until the last leaf fall on the ground… fragile branches that don’t attain even a…

  • Prose,  Written literature | Author's writings

    What will people think?

    Hey, you forgot to put on that smile today, the way they expect it from you, hurry up, they’re waiting! A sad girl with a heart as cold as a stone, how could you forget? Maybe the mask is hidden underneath the place where the bright side of you lost its way in the shadows? Lost girl, looking down as…

  • Prose,  Written literature | Author's writings

    The smell of a burning skin

    Does the skin absorb the smell of touch? What if the body is a collector of different hands and pain? Invisible scars on the surface and deep beneath. Do these same scars hurt when they last for many years or do they just spread like melanoma on the skin? Do we feel the circles of hell creating the maze deep…