Fiction
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POEM “Last question”
This is the last song of my book “Firmly, we are characters”….so enjoy Oh, we knewSomething was wrongIt’s a sign of the times…Don’t worryWe nowEstablished a newZeitgeist…Just for us, just for us…So we now knowThat the SkyWon’t fallHell won’t openHeaven is worked for…So may we ask A last questionNazarine – Will you setUs free, or… Continue reading
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POEM “Mr.Ugly”
Mr. Ugly came homeHe wished, latentlyNot to have a mirror…But the mirrorAlways, alwaysShowed him, himself…He stared and staredThis time…’till bothHe and the reflectionFell down laughingAt how tremendouslyUgly they were. Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “Maysie”
She wore her favourite gown – dressed in her army dress – a murdering machine, they called her… and everyone of the elite adored her”She was just ment for it.” they always said and thought. And so she prepared to haunt and hunt at night once again :”First the trample, then the knife, then the… Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “GAJ LUCIĆ”
Where was he from? And was he real enough – did he ever exsist? Why did I know about the name, about him? Where did I found out about the person named Gaj Lucić? A slav. I concluded by the means of my mind, let us allow ourselves to say, power of it – that… Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “IT…”
I was, wasn’t I? An it… And this morning I woke up – I, myself, me and went to my, mine standard coffee shop and played a game of hide and seek with myself. “Why did I hide myself from myself, anyway?” I didn’t know… did I care? “Yep, I cared, I bloody knew I… Continue reading
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Essay “Literary drugs”
Imagine building a literary character from feet up or heads down, like on your own body fully functioning and structurally formed as we like it, and like a dealer deals drugs passing it on onto other people. How do I mean it? I’ve read in a essay about buddhism that the guru always leaves the… Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “Wood”
Something about waking up, makes you think you are in a forrest, with all that wood going around these days. “We mean by it, it is spring, and nature is waking.” So we went out of our bedroom and through the backdoor of our kitchen, and yes – you guessed- to the busse woods.We were… Continue reading
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POEM “You”
Lovers, were they?Did blood leave theirBodies?And why blood?Weren’t they weddedBy it?Or by wing of Unknown heritageThat fellFrom unknownSpaceIn my own frameOf time.And I confessMy crimeFor – only you.A Man. Continue reading
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FLASH FICTION “God”
Let’s not feel ourselves left behind because we suceeded in being who we are. „That’s just jelousy on some peoples sides.” And we were not worried anymore, because they got their goodbye for good. „We did not succumb to listen to them, their supposed commands.” What’s theirs to keep – it’s the salvation they seek,… Continue reading
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POEM “Gay”
Intelectual butchery,Complex reduction.Friction Between men.To outshineThe devil Once again -With gayAgape. Continue reading
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