Goodbye, Girls!

Worlds apart or where did all my friends go? This is a Goodbye, Girls! think piece. illustrations by Nina Cosford  Girls: the beginning of a beautiful friendship Girls entered my life in my first year of graduate school. Just like Hannah Horvath, I had graduated college. However, I was less sure about me being a writer…

Inside out

pictures by Vivian Dunger New York, 2014: One night, we were in a bar on the Lower East Side and I played the song “Bluest Eyes in Texas” on their jukebox, thinking about the movie Boys Don’t Cry. I was surprised to hear the original song and not the cover from the soundtrack, but I…

Memories are born from social media success

Memories are born from social media success I break even on Instagram and forget my address. Memories died from NYC to 92nd and Lex Crunching numbers is just another habit to kick, like chewing pink gum Bubbles got stuck on my cheek and Upper lip. September 2015, excerpt from “Social media blues” photography by Vivian Dünger

We should go back to New York

Care dintre noi două, Raluca? Cea goală sau cea plină? Cea aspră sau cea fină? Cea în doi sau cea în noi? Cea urâtă sau cea frumoasă? Cea subțire sau cea groasă? V. m-a învățat că întâi de toate aplici gelul direct pe păr, viguros, dar atent; și îl întinzi. În ce direcție vrei. Apoi…

And in my heart a flower dies slow like a campfire covered in piss, my love

Tranformări inutile. Tragi după tine o rochie de mireasă pe care tu ai ales-o dintr-un magazin second-hand din West Village, faţă în faţă cu biblioteca, adu-ţi aminte adică şi nu uita să închizi al doilea ochi câteodată. Nu de alta, dar tragi după tine buruieni ca fata blondă din Melancholia şi toate mirosurile lumii de…