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Τετάρτη 21 Οκτωβρίου 2009

I've been alone all along


I see exactly where you placed

your lips

When I look in the mirror

late at night

Walking down the pavement

like a schoolgirl away from school

and you watch me

from behind

I already know the sounds you make

just by looking at

the corner of your mouth

Your nervous hands

with the crambling paper

I use soap and lotion

but the traces are still there

I can see them every time

When I look in the mirror

late at night..

Δευτέρα 5 Οκτωβρίου 2009

Far and away


When you are gone

I feel as flat and dull

as plastic cards

Shuffle and reshuffle

the surface slick easy to wipe off

the edges rounded harmless

Then you appear

and I fling the cards

like fireworks

they fall into

a winning pattern

look a perfect run of hearts..



(Photo by Taso Papadakis)

Πέμπτη 1 Οκτωβρίου 2009

What do I do with such happiness?


He is wearing a blue shirt and I am laughing really loud

sitting at the back of his old bike

I lift it up and I stand up on the seat

my one hand touching his hair saying goodbye to my fears

But my gold sandals are brittle and a strap brakes


"You could make them into a crown and be the Queen of the Gypsies"

he tells me.

I take them off and I throw them into the sea.

From now on I will be walking barefoot and

nothing will hurt my bare Gypsy feet.

We are going down the pathway and I mumble words against the heat

He laughs and his laughter is blue.

And so are his kisses



I used to be an island girl


I used to be an island girl




Big waves are coming

They will swallow the city I live in