Superheroes

The real heroes are always known only by their narrow surroundings, and in front of the inability of the human soul to discover that supernatural hero, movies have appeared for adults and young to tell us about Superman and Spiderman and Batman. The question is: […]

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The buzzing in my head

It’s a quiet night and I can hear the buzzing in my head even more than usually. I remember exactly when it became a part of my life. It’s only a few years ago that I dropped out of uni and folded up my tents. […]

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The right hand of a tardy person

Hope is the burden of the future. I can, in such words, start whenever I want but you won’t believe my character. Because what I am looking for requires some kind of authority, that’s why I try to mock, ironically, what is going on around […]

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The fear that I feel

This hate, that you show me, I can defeat love is stronger than hate This rage, that you throw into my face, will not appeal me my smile is stronger than rage But the fear, that you feel, I can understand I feel it as […]

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My hero

Even when his body is here, I do not know in what worlds his spirit is flying, and I did not know how he managed to shake off this body, all the crumbs of the ages. and to make it a bed where his spirit […]

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A part of the earth

I was walking my regular way, step by step the same path as always. Every day. How often did I put my foot on the exact same part on the ground? How often did I step on a few centimeteres of the same part of […]

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Nostalgia

The great poet Mahmoud Darwish says: “Nostalgic is a scar in the heart, and the fingerprint of a country on the body…” This is what I noticed when I looked at my body from the inside. I was full of fragments of nostalgia, as if […]

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Vaporize

Day after day you return back home from hell, your head bowed by white phrases on hot and cold streets, full of filth and senseless questions. Your arms give up, hold me up, all the pale bubbles burst between us, all the dry tears die […]

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Mold is filling everything

I am filled with a hidden feeling of immortality, that everything I love is going to the end without me. I wasn’t experiencing a sudden mania, when I asked for just a piece of paper to write. They sell apples like this and everything. I […]

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Women.

„You know, I think this would make sense for women, don’t you?“ The man laughed. „A timetable. So you know when you need to cook and to clean.“ No one replied, and I? I was shocked. No, actually there are no words for my feelings […]

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