My own eyes-poem
These eyes of mine, they see what they want: You’re a piece of meat with a ring on it, I’m just a kid who knows not how to behave around people, around us there’s the world revolving around its stupidity,… Continue Reading
English
It ain’t whatcha write, It’s the way atcha write it.” – Jack Kerouac
Vows- poem
I take thee in lust and loss, anger and fear, punches and wall, domestic war and peace, quiet room and torrid lake, salt and tower of hopes, to row an iron boat and bridge our differences, in stubborness and hearts… Continue Reading
All you need is love-poem
All you need is love in an American dream, in a Polish winter you can’t just live of love. All you need is love in the Empire States, but Pałac Kultury wasn’t built with love. All you need… Continue Reading
The unlikely ones: Ewa the IMF leader and Charles the journalist
What if everything we knew about how the world works was dispensable? I’m not talking here about escaping reality by presenting an alternative world but about thinking the unthinkable, doing the undoable. This is what characterizes the commonplace heroes of… Continue Reading
No better dress- poem
No bath more crystalline than a bathtub with tap water, no stronger drug than the endorphin of tears, no simpler communication than a kiss, no better dress than a smile on your face. No longer distance than the one the… Continue Reading
Girl of my dreams -poem
You have pictures surrounded by people on Facebook; I’m alone in front of my computer; you fill your Instagram with self motivation quotes ; I run out of optimism ; you save up for travelling ; I have nothing to spend my money… Continue Reading
The pitcher at the fountain- Paraphrase of Ecclesiastes 12
Great are the heights and dangers of the road, A cord always about to snap, Till the pitcher we draw to the fountain finally shatters and we find ourselves shut out in the middle of the street, we mourn our… Continue Reading
The fable of the endless woman- Short story
His friend had walked away with her the previous night. They were celebrating their victory against the Spartans and had thrown one of their epic parties. The sudden disappearance of a soldier wasn´t amiss in this sort of event; many… Continue Reading
In the clouds- Short story
Life in the clouds may seem the same as life below, but it’s different in essence. I have an unimposing 40m2 flat in downtown London. I’m not from here; I came from far away, but it was such a long… Continue Reading
Summertime- poem
You come in summertime, in waves of sensuality, and open the backyard gate for us to go and play, you´re sun and flower, water and fruitful earth, and my wildest dreams blossom in you. Come again, stay for wintertime, Huddled… Continue Reading