3 POEMS (“he’s the writer!”, “magic fish tank”, and “no such thing as something for nothing”) – published in the first issue of TOME Literary

Starting the new year with a dream come true ☆゚°.* ᕕ( ⌐■_■ )ᕗ 


TOME Literary has agreed to feature three of my poems in their 1st issue, titled "Consumption".


Check it out HERE! for free 🙂 



POEMS: 
he's the writer!
magic fish tank
no such thing as something for nothing





Also, get in touch via INSTAGRAM. 

Thanks! 🙂 

“she speaks the language of blood” — POEM featured in Suburban Witchcraft Magazine Issue 1





Issue 1 of “Suburban Witchcraft Magazine” is now live!
((๑´ᗜ`) isn't the cover absolutely stunning? Wait till you see the rest of the artwork inside!)


And I have the honor to be featured in it with a poem titled "she speaks the language of blood".


Give it a read HERE!




( ✪ワ✪)ノ Thank you very much! 

New feature in Edge of Humanity Magazine (fasting for muses)

Once again, feeling super-blessed to have another poem featured in the illustrious Edge of Humanity Magazine. 

This one's called "fasting for muses" 

Check it out here



( ^◡^)っ ♡ Thank you! 

New feature in Edge of Humanity Magazine (don’t trade the madness)

Feeling blessed to have my poem "don’t trade the madness" featured in the illustrious Edge of Humanity Magazine 


Big thank you to the editor (人^ᴗ^) 


Check out the poem here

A Man Doesn’t Need Much To Cling To Life

Written by Bogdan Dragos   A lone ant crawled into his hair and went across his forehead to his eyelid   He woke up Sand all around him and wood above   But this was so far from hell Hell was a thing of the past now   Now he had her by his […]

A Man Doesn’t Need Much To Cling To Life

Aren’t we all one head trauma away from him? by Bogdan Dragos

Gobblers & Masticadores

The soul must know something
that the mind
can’t comprehend

That’s what they said when
they watched him
from afar

He slept under the bridge
at night

During the day
the poor fool sat
by the river banks
and threw stones into the water

All day long

With obsession

And when he’d see no other stones
he’d start crying

Few things are more disturbing
to the ear than
the cries of an adult

He had a family some years ago,
they said

Had a wife and kids

And a job in the mine yonder

Then a boulder fell on his
head one day and
along with his mind
it took everything away from him

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kitten in the shoe By Bogdan Dragos

Gobblers & Masticadores

the room was cold
and there were
gray flowers
of dampness blooming
all over the walls
He took off
his shoes and
the shoes were the
warmest things in
the room so the kitten
climbed into one of them
He sat on the
mattress in the corner
and petted the cat
in the shoe
He smiled and said
to the kitten, "At least
I have no debts."
Even God agreed
with him. He winked through
the hole in the
ceiling

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Mercy kill

Gobblers & Masticadores

From the hand of the writer Bogdan, we return to the path of short stories – j re crivello (editor)

by Bogdan Dragos

When the enemy strikes keep your gun close to you. That worked during the war, but the war was all those years ago and the saying didn’t apply today.

Today it was more like when depression strikes keep your ice cream at hand. He got into his slippers and went into the kitchen to grab a spoon for his ice cream. Living on the ground floor of an apartment building from the suburbs gives a man quite the sights to see at times. He peeked out the window and saw a man or child, couldn’t tell what the hell he was, only that he was very fat and he held a big silvery spoon in one hand and a pigeon in the other, and crushed the pigeon’s…

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another bulimic princess by Bogdan Dragos

Gobblers & Masticadores

mashed potatoes poached eggs beans and some homemade garlic sauce but no meat for the princess's sensitive stomach "I'm full," she said "No, you are not," said mother. "Eat up. Finish everything from your plate and trust me, it's been calculated. It's the right amount. Now eat up." Father agreed. Being a step-father he didn't have much of a say in this matter or any other It took the princess another twenty minutes to finish the food from her plate and then stood and went to the bathroom but it wouldn't be that simple. Mother had to go in with her And she did and both of them came out and the princess went to her room and mother started cleaning the table always just one step away from bursting into tears which gave her new husband some work with emotional support and all A princess doesn't steal but this…

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the veins By Bogdan Dragos

As promised, Bogdan opens fire with a short storie -j re crivello (Editor) Something wasn’t quite right in this small, barren room. The man sitting across the square table, dressed in a white coat, seemed a little to calm for someone in reaching distance. ‘I could just reach for that bald head and snap the […]

the veins By Bogdan Dragos

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