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a phosphorescent barrier a steel-plated door a window with shut blinds a black dog barking a voice shouting no another on..

I bought from the antiquarian The Portrait of Dorian Gray with rancid leaves like stamps in an ancient collection I ran home ..

a story poem about a couple growing old together, dying without children, they were my godparents

A sad poem, a hopeless prayer, a poem about destiny and time.

Sadness was sticking on my smile like milk skin, a birch in the street was dying since spring, top tall and upright branches were thro..

the woman in a glossy blue dress like shining tinsel like rear bicycle signals is twining a hair lock around her ring finger ..

Cristina Moldoveanu Writing