3 A.M.

It’s three again, my midnight matinee: the silence of the night, the splashing cars of late passengers and the passionate wind perform for me and the fading stars of my dreams. I always wake up at three, and it is not only to pee. It’s not my baby, she’s always been so good. It’s not…

Cool

The first days of spring brought winter. It’s like with relationships – everything comes and go. The wind takes my words away and I can’t hear your echoing complains. I’m preparing the soil for better future, where life with all its heated arguments and colourful love can grow. You stay cool and sleep in the…

Evening Lines

The wind and our nylon dance. My beer splashes like the evening rain. These lines don’t mean a thing, But how can I tell my evening that words and hearts don’t rhyme?      

Who’s that girl?

Who’s that girl? Me? But who am I? A fading rainbow maybe… Some days are sunny and I shine. However, just like a breathing solar panel, I give my warmth away, and in the end, all my energy is gone, leaving me alone with my dark thoughts and our freezing nights. Then, the storm comes….

El, Ellie, Elitsa, not Juliet

Romeo and Juliet. Once upon a time… there was a girl who sacrificed a lot for you. Now, the two of us still gaze… but into two different directions. We used to sing. Now, not duet but duel. You show your fist, I withdraw in silence, she cries, the bells are echoing in the sunny…

Little Things

I like the little things: a cup of coffee in the morning, a piece of homemade cake, sunshine, and some floral scent. I love the little things: taking the car and driving away, caving in the evening, drinking beer, and meeting old friends – just pin the globe. I adore the little things: I have…

Divorce in Japan

Rings ditched. Love bleached. A Hello stitched… Sign and dip in their lips.

El Mixed Directions

Directions? The one to follow has been Love… always. It was a winter to remember – his first winter in her home country… their future home. But she had to go first: it was hard to say goodbye but they knew it was only for a few days. Meanwhile, El had to keep herself busy…

Happiness is…

Happiness is… Remember the chewing gums with sweet and uplifting messages which were quite popular in the 90s? Perhaps in these white days, the most suitable would go – Happiness is like warm socks in winter. But is it really? Socks or guns? “Happiness is like a warm gun.” You sent me a lovely song,…

Belgium Beer or Chocolate, El?

Buses, planes, and the old broken suitcase. To go from A to B, El has always loved C and D. Maybe her life was like her traveling. Changing constantly but with her home calling her. Dreams – like fine architecture. Behavior – like a little girl watering the flowers with her pee. Mind – like…

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.