Eye Nails by Bogdan Dragos

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A rusted iron mask upon a stoned wall with rusted chains as hair and beard — Image Source: Canva Pro

dreaming of being

tied to some boulder

with chains

then the face gets covered

by a heavy mask

and

iron nails get

hammered through the

thing’s eyeholes

and into the

bearer’s eyes

they’ve got hooks

at the other

ends

to make sure

the mask doesn’t

slide off

It holds together

so well

it’s perfect

when everything gets painted

red

it’s time to wake up

into yet

another day in which

nobody gives a damn

about your soul

If you’re late for work,

they’ll ask where

you are, sure. But as long

as you’re there,

they’d never ask

how you are.

How did you sleep last

night

Are you eating well

are you

ever

having fun

Is your existence ever

just a bit

different

from

perfect, gray monotony

You still carrying that

faded

suicide note

in your pocket

You gonna do anything

about your

mental health

You…

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29 May 2023 2

Two Disowned Souls by Bogdan Dragos

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A woman standing with a wine glass in her hand and her head tilted to the side while a man sits diagonally behind her with a wine glass in one hand and wine bottle in the other — Image Source: Canva Pro

those were some

seriously

tired eyes

Some people are just

born

with them

It’s not a matter of

getting enough

sleep

The tiredness

is in the soul itself

He looked forty

though he was

twenty-two

and as she told her

friends

(with the family she

didn’t talk)

she found him in a bar,

passed out

under the table

“I kicked the fool in

the side, lightly,

and the next thing I know

he’s humping my leg

and calling me ‘mommy’.

How can you

not take a boy like him home

and fuck him?

Well, admittedly I was

pretty drunk.” she laughed.

“Anyway, I’m still holding

on to him

to this day. Did you

know that he writes poetry?

Of all things, hah! He writes

these honeyed love poems

and reads them to me

and I pay him with some liquor

and a good fuck.

We’re pretty…

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22 May 2023 0

can’t use the element of surprise by Bogdan Dragos

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the best part about her is that she can never use the element of surprise No, she's always writing with thick carpenter crayons on the walls and details all her plans A STRAND OF HIS HAIR, she writes this evening. AS HE FALLS ASLEEP, I'M GOING TO CLIP A STRAND OF HIS HAIR AND HIDE IT BEHIND MY EYEBALLS. I'LL PUSH IT DEEP He reads the words as he puts on pajamas and goes to bed and pretends to be asleep when his wife comes to cut his hair with the scissors He smiles to himself thinking, or rather knowing for sure, that he'd found true love in life Mental illness is not something to get in the way on the contrary... there is a middle way, apparently It's late 23:58 not many buildings around and even less people a few trees and bushes and a mostly empty parking lot…

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17 May 2023 6

just four walls by Bogdan Dragos

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there is something about
walls
and man's
inborn need
to be surrounded by them

It's those who
grew up
not surrounded by them
that know best

Last night
was
for him
the first night spent
alone between four walls
in a long, long time

and it wasn't even
a jail cell

It was a
rented room in the basement
of a building

Small, narrow, yet big
with emptiness

Just a bed, a wardrobe,
a desk and
a chair

and nothing else was needed
to feel fulfilled
and to dream of
something so warm and wholesome
as a woman
sitting on a pillow
on the floor,
holding a cotton swab in one
hand and inviting with
the other, pointing to
her lap

Heaven

Four walls, man. Only four
walls and a break
from the madness outside
and there you have it

Heaven

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10 May 2023 3

What you get from fucking with a writer by Bogdan Dragos

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A blue-hued man against a red background with two fingers of each hand pointing at the temples of his forehead — Image Source: Canva Pro

She was one pretty woman,

alright,

but her hands and fingers

and palms were horribly

messed up

“It’s from drinking,” they said,

and she

didn’t deny

It was from drinking

She would drink

distilled drinks only

and preach about the evils

of brewed drinks

while doing it

Then,

somewhere along the way

she would

remember

how her ex lover got rich

from writing and publishing a

book

about their relationship

It was one hell of a funny

story

and she got no

slice of the royalties from it

Not that she wanted any

What she wanted

was to

have that story erased from

the world forever,

and it was incredibly difficult since

everyone was talking about

it these days

So she would

lock herself in the house

and drink

and when she was done

she’d

hurl the bottles against

the walls

and then start collecting

the…

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8 May 2023 17

the writer kept typing by Bogdan Dragos

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the old man wrote about miracles and wrote that it takes a miracle to know a miracle They found him dead over his writings on the day before Christmas and declared that he had been dead for weeks But of course that couldn't have been true His daughter was home but days ago and found him alive He smelled strongly of alcohol and sweat and rotting flesh, but he was moving just like any other living man Hunched over his small desk and typing on the keyboard dead men can't do that “Must've been a miracle then,” said the doctors. “According to the expertise, and the expertise is not wrong, this man has been dead for at least a week and a half.” But of course the doctors were men of science and men of science knew nothing about miracles The writer was alive. Even without a beating heart and…

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3 May 2023 10

all you can do, dear mind by Bogdan Dragos

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he throws his weak body on the bed and breathes against the mattress and feels around with his hands in the vain hopes that maybe, maybe he'll be able to find another one of her lost hairs No luck Ah, isn't it amazing how much of a hopeless creature a human's mind is in this reality? The mind of man is the ultimate loser in all of existence It literally never wins against the heart Never! If the heart tells you to love the one being who wakes you up in the middle of the night with a vicious bite on the neck and demands that you listen to her story about how her fourth eye opened the last time you fucked and she saw God... The mind can do nothing about it. Oh, mind, you eternal loser Don't you ever get tired of losing? Even now as she is…

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26 April 2023 0

there is only love by Bogdan Dragos

She doesn’t want to see people on the weekend only her cat She gets drunk by herself and then rummages through her books and reads the last pages of …
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22 February 2023 9

Too Good at Dreaming by Bogdan Dragos

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the maggots are never

dirty

even though they

live in

filth

their whiteness

remains

immaculate somehow

They reach out and

emerge

wiggling from the

rotten flesh. Either

searching for

the meaning of

life

or offering an answer

to it

It was hard to decide

watching

them from above

but the younger the

eye, the blinder

to reality

“I like this one,” said

the little girl,

touching and caressing

the back of one

not much slimmer than

her finger. “I think I’ll name

him Bread. I like

bread.”

“Me too,” said the boy. “And

I like… this

one.” He pointed at another

just as big. I’ll name

her… Mother. Because

I miss her.”

“Oh, me too.”

“She told us that a day

will come

when we’ll have to be

the ones

taking care of her.”

“Oh, but when will

that day come?”

“I don’t know. Maybe when

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13 February 2023 15

have you gone completely mad? by Bogdan Dragos

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of course, it's not easy If it were easy everybody would've done it But this... this required courage above all. It required guts. It required an overdose of nonconforming And today was the day that proved he was just the right man for it Often the right man is the insane man, the soul who dares to be the revolutionary who goes against the system Dammit, everything was in place. The cards were dealt and all bets placed. The muse was caged and ready to be milked "Here I go," he said, ignoring the knocks and the shouts coming from beyond the sturdy door of his office The nonbelievers were trying to reach out to him fools without vision like his mother and his wife and mother-in-law and the children Oh, they demanded to know for what reason did he suddenly decide to quit his high-paying job at the law…

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