Parallel Universe Love

My parallel universe. From the outside – beautiful stars and magic dust, from the inside – black holes devouring energy. My orbiting time. Days are interesting but relative. There are days that last a year, and years that fly like a meteor. My home is my warm satellite where I can check the time but…

Day & Night

Drops of insecurity. Muddy queues. A rainy day.   Fading energy. Quiet laughter. A windy night.    

El Dreamin’

When you miss a flight, you miss a piece of your plans. But as El has never had a list, that never bothered her. So many directions, so many planes. Another connection, another airport, another spot on the floor to spend the night at. However, when your luggage goes missing, it sucks. Because of all…

Dive in Wine, Fish for Love

We swim in love. An ocean full of freedom, dreams, and magic waves. Naked and shining like plankton. We breathe in love. It’s in the air: in the morning coffee, the leaking pen, and the winter stars dissolving in the sun. We build on love. Sandcastles: old friends, kids, harmony, and peace. We drink from…

Day of Dead

Cold fog. The morning maze of our dreams has made the electric bulbs tremble. A grey wall of cold drops. The battery of the car is in the hallway, making escape more difficult. Thoughts slamming doors and pitying the rain, which is unfairly associated with tears. Winter wind. The cracking leaves carry the echo of…

NASA needs El-ditors

Life is like a book. A book we can’t get enough of. Aging, dusty, with yellow pages, but hell yes – still classic. Although the keyboards of our life autocorrect the lines written by our heart, leading to ridiculous typos, we should accept the colours of our own errors. In fact, El drinks from her…

3D Shoes

Cobblers, elves, and shoes! Who needs Louis Vuitton when we have it all: scissors, paper, and some beer? Sandals, trainers, and sabot – I cut, he writes, you walk. Прощъпулник, олелия!

Horror Games

Pain and fear, tickle my raw nerves with dirty claws! I shake in tears. Guilt and regret, up for hide-and-seek in the maze of my existential despair? I’ll reach the void of helplessness. Shame and social anxiety, throw me in the glass trampoline of people’s loneliness. I’ll absorb their tragedy as well. We play so…

El Makes Snowmen In the Sun

Let it snow! But Mother Earth has a fever: over 0°C in the month of Love. It wasn’t like that before. People used to dig tunnels to pass through the freezing snow. El remembers when it used to snow. A crazy trip, my lovely Alps. Too much drinking, little love. To sum it up, fake…

Trolls

Trolls. Are they Scandinavian creatures? Are they online bullies? Are they short for trolleys? I saw one today. Not so short. But very rude. He mumbled something in my language that you still don’t understand. She was asleep and didn’t see. It’s not the night creatures I fear… but people, heartless like machines. Heart, just…

Rainbow

The rain was lazy, the Sun was shy. But then they kissed. And a rainbow splashed.

Morning Orchestra

The trams start their dance. It’s only four but they know the notes of the stars. Then the trolleybuses join and add some electric vibes, shooting for the Moon. A lonely motor with its drums is flirting with the wind. The cars wrapped in warm exhaust pipes continue the waltz of the packed sunrise. You’re…