Claire Keane
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Janaina Medeiros
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@bogdan-dragos
he’s all over the place
he’s all over the place by Bogdan Dragos Something wasn’t rightabout himI mean,the guy was way too richand privilegedto have missing teethyet his mouthopened like some rusty dungeongateEvery time they triedto fix his teethhe’d break them againintentionallywith the claw ofa hammeror with a rock when a hammerwasn’t availableWhat a ladHe kept all thoserotten vegetables and fruitsand meats under his…
a fingernail
a fingernail by Bogdan Dragos he startedlate in lifesomewhere inhis early fiftiesif I recalland in just a fewvery short years hebecamethe inspiration and themotivation for allthings associated withlate bloomingHe sure proved to theworld that it’s nevertoo late fordreams“But what made you start?”I once asked himand he said, “a fingernail.”Clearly he wanted me to ask,‘A fingernail!? Oh my…
he’s wrong, but he’ll never know
he’s wrong, but he’ll never know by Bogdan Dragos he rarely goes outin the summermainly just sitsinsidein his shortsand drinks beer allday and typesendless words ona mechanical keyboardit's not even attached toanythingnot connectedthere's nothing toconnect it tohe's got no computerand noelectronic devices inthe whole houseThe keyboard he foundin the dumpsterone day while takingout the…
blessed to live in interesting times
blessed to live in interesting times by Bogdan Dragos she had those ridiculouslylong and sharpfake nailsthat doubled the lengthof each fingerThose on the right handwerepainted silverand those on the leftblackand she liked topoke things with themand one of thosethings wasmy sideevery time we sat nextto each otherat times she’d poke hardenough to hurt herown fingerand then would give a mockcry and…
the great gambler
the great gambler by Bogdan Dragos we all know what makes anathlete greatwhat makes a martialartist greata fishermana chefa mountain climbera race pilota paintera huntersurebutwhat makes a gamblergreat?Now this is rarelyif everaskedSomehow the answer, “he who winsmost and loses least isa great gambler,” remainsunsatisfactoryIt would’ve been fineif we were talking abouta boxer for example,but…
they called him Jesus
they called him Jesus by Bogdan Dragos the reason they calledhim Jesushad nothing to do withhis refusal to do drugsHe was far frombeing the only homeless guywho stayed soberBut he was the only onewho owned a donkeyit grazed the weeds aroundhis tentand at times carried himthrough the parkHe didn’t go aroundpreachingand that’s whatmade everybody lovehim more Many thanks to LatinosUSA —English…
at the top
Feeling bitter againhe opens the beer can stares at it stares at his reflection in the mirror mounted on the wardrobe door “Well,” he says with a sigh. “If I’m lonely it’s because I’m at the top. It’s always lonely at the top. The winner stands alone.” He raises the can at his own reflection and drinks Thank you!
all he has is what the rest of us are missing
all he has is what the rest of us are missing by Bogdan Dragos he sleeps outsidein the grassor on some park benchdoes absolutely nothingall daynot a thingother thanexisting and breathingand sitting in silenceIf he gets anything to eatfrom the mercy of othershe’s gratefuland if nothe’s also gratefulhe has no complaintsno familyno friendsno possessionsno wishesnothing to strive fornothing to…
be alive in the present moment
be alive in the present moment by Bogdan Dragos I don't know how many friendshipsare forged bydivine interventionall I know isthat theirs wasdefinitely one of 'emI don't even know whatbreed that dogwasIt was one of the big, heavyonesand it walked in front of theold guywithout a leash or anythingAnd the old guy wouldcall the dog BoBo would turn away thescoundrels who'd try tosteal the old man's…
too dumb to get it?
too dumb to get it? by Bogdan Dragos the TV was blaring politicalcrap againsomewhere in the backgroundalways the same fearinducing storybut she didn't needthe political turmoil in thecountry and the world at largeto make her feel afraidShe looked atLeonardo, her turtlethrough the glass of the tank"Soon enough we'll be evicted.I've seen homeless peoplewith dogs and cats and evenbirds, but nevera…
don’t have much of an alternative
don’t have much of an alternative by Bogdan Dragos "I was raised in a strictChristian home," he saidas he pouredanother glass of whiskey."That's why I turned atheistright afterI left to beon my own.""At 18?" I asked"Nope. At 24."I liked the guy. He was somewhere inhis late fiftieslooking forward to pensioningworked as janitorin an office buildingand the reason they allcalled him crazy was thathe…
he who conquers lust
he who conquers lust by Bogdan Dragos He who conquers lustwill conqueranything elseMan, what powerful wordsand what a powerful timeto remember them, thinkabout them, reflectIt was 11:30 PMClosing time at thegrocery storeFew jobs are more suitablefor 58-year-olds with noeducation than security guardor that’s what heused to thinkIt gives one the possibility tobe alone while stillbeing surrounded…
neighbor talk
neighbor talk by Bogdan Dragos I believe he was in hismid thirtieslived with this one-eyedgray catthat always sat on his lapwhile heplayed video games"You should try Diablo 3," heonce told me."Playing that game feels likegambling.You never know what item's gonnadrop and it just gives youthat sweet dopamine release when itdoes.New season starts the day after tomorrow."I declinedTold him that I…
two Monsters
two Monsters by Bogdan Dragos after tonighthe will never againdoubt thatmadnessis ultimatelybeautifulyetultimatelynot worth itAnd her name wasSixit’s not that weird when you’redrunkThough only he wasdrunkwhile she said she onlyaccepts energy drinksThey bought two cansof Monsterfrom the vending machineoutside the barand when they got to his placeshe asked him to putthem in the freezer“But wrap…
it’s no coin
it’s no coin by bogdan Dragos coming out of the storewith asliced bread and asmall pack of salty crackershe spots something onthe groundroundand shinyunder the lamplightHe squats to pick it upand all enthusiasmleaves his beingIt’s no coinjust bird droppingsin the form of oneHe standsturns aroundwalks back into the storeand comes outa bit laterwithout the sliced breadand the pack of…
or is it just luck?
or is it just luck? by Bogdan Dragos I don't think this is theworst type butit's certainly up therethe type that only contacts youwhen they need somethingfrom yousuch asto borrow moneyor to sell you somepyramid scheme shitAnd it's funny to think that hewas by far therichest guy in our groupat 23 he already had two apartmentsOne to live inand one to rent outand a pretty decent carnow all he's…
winter won't leave already
No color, no sound,just this grey sky pressing downon a field that used to be aliveI hate how winter doesn't shoutIt just takes and takesuntil the world looks like thisMy boots sink and the silence follows me,thick and stubbornquiet, empty,and harder to care about