A coffee and a sunny last day of summer; beauty of life gleams over cinema posters. A leaf is hanging from a branch like a tired phallus. Maybe those aren’t broken dreams, Lover, maybe those are births of some new dreams underneath the fingers of some new me. Runaway balloons fly through … More Last day of summer
Picture taken from: http://heroichollywood.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/06/image-1.png Not that many films arouse such interest this year like the Suicide squad did. After watching Ben Affleck play Batman in the last film, a role he was made to play to the same extent I was made to join the army, and Christopher Nolan‘s Batman films from several years ago which everyone loved but … More Suicide Squad (2016)
Have you ever been to Turkey? I have. Several times, actually. My last trip there was to Istanbul (you can read about it by clicking here) for Christmas. Apart from the beauty one can find in Turkish scenery, by visiting places like Pamukkale and Cappadocia, the amazing coastal resorts such as Ismir and Bodrum or historic and cultural centers such as, of course, Istanbul and Antalya which … More AtAli Kitchen
Palms covered with blisters of love, lips dry from words; overlooking the road as it’s being baptized by rain I am thinking about hands. Your hands, Lover. Between our yesterdays and our todays, centuries roll over. But your eyes never age. Nor does your smell or the sound of your voice. … More Mine
I’ve already shared a part of my experience in Thailand in the post titled Bangkok – the city of angels. I’ve made a decision to completely separate the tale of Bangkok from the one about Phuket and Phi Phi islands, because I wanted to give both the attention they deserve. Thanks to Jungle Tribe, as a crown to … More The Beach: Thailand’s piece of heaven
sRemember the film Lord of War, an Andrew Niccol film, starring Nicolas Cage, from the 2005? Basically, the plot follows Yuri Orlov, a gunrunner who, knowing that there are over 550 million guns in the world, which means that there’s a gun on every twelve people, keeps wondering how to place a firearm in the … More The price of a life
I am capable of watching you as you sleep as if I were a shadow of a piece of furniture – smile and bend along with shifting of the day from East to West over your eyelids and every gray hair on your scalp. When I’m gone you’ll know that you’ve worshiped me, … More When I’m gone
The same sky, this cloud went around you too, Lover; it might have evaporated from your skin, it might have been rain before. It might have appeared out of thin air. A telecom antenna grew in the forest, it might have been born by the Earth as well while the tiger was … More The same sky
Her face is displaying first wrinkles like patterns made out of sea salt caught in the pores – she still hears the music. That’s the most important thing. She’s caressing your hips as you sleep, kissing your mistake from youth, touching your closed eyes, memorizing every scar and mapping coordinates. Her body is tired … More The most important thing
спа(с)ть, you need sleep – love gets one tired, Lover and it hurts, so the skeptics say. Maybe it does hurt when you’re crying after Orpheus, you Eurydice, turning back a step away from reaching your goal. спа(с)ть, so I can count your scars, remember your pores and count your hair, sing to your back, Lover, … More спа(с)ть
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