Author: Bogdan Dragos

Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.

please, please, please by Bogdan Dragos

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she'd never seen a room so barren before Only white walls, a brown door and large windows with white frames Yet someone was living in it Someone who wanted it to be this way Her younger brother sat, as always, in the wheelchair by the window “Uh, forgive me if I'm being a nag,” she said, “but I gotta ask again. Are you absolutely sure you don't want anything in this room? Not even... I don't know, a bed maybe?” He wouldn't face her. Only the large white framed window “I don't sleep in a bed,” he replied. Why do you even ask?” “Ah, s-sorry. I just... I wanted you to feel like home in here, you know?” “Oh, dear sister, but I do feel like home. After all, isn't this what home felt like all along as we grew up?” She lowered her gaze to the gray floor as…

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Wear Gloves if you have to by Bogdan Dragos

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A dark figure in a black hoodie with gloved hands reaching out as if to choke someone
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funny thing was that they

were still kids

yet they loved each other much like

grown people did

They ran behind the barn

and behind a haystack and he had his

hands wrapped tightly around her

neck and squeezed hard

and moved like he tried to unscrew

something stuck

It left some nasty

red marks

She had her eyes rolled upwards

to the point where only white

was seen. White as the

froth around her lips

He let go

She blinked a few times

and spat. “No, what are you doing? Why

did you let go like that?

Oh my God, you’re so stupid! Just when

it was getting really good.”

“Sorry,” he said. “I was… M-my hands start

hurting.”

“What? Oh, you’re so lame! That’s

so weak!”

“Sorry,” he said

“Shut up and put your hands back. Get

some gloves if you have to.”

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Mâncătorii de vise

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thrill of the wrong place by Bogdan Dragos

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she sat him down at what she judged to be the most isolated table in the restaurant and then seated herself across from him took off her shoes and did what she always did when they shared the same table placed her feet into his lap and began to work around the belt and the zipper She was getting quite good at it. Unnaturally skilled. Her toes having the dexterity of fingers “When will you get tired of this?” he whispered She smirked at him and said, “To get tired before the climax is a sin.” It was true. In her world. But her world was a most weird one If not in the restaurant, she'd only want to get intimate in the back seat of some bus. If not that then in the bathroom of some gas station. If not that then in some changing room of a clothing…

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Jar of Bugs by Bogdan Dragos

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he rides a rusty bike

in the cold

night

sliding like a

fish

from alley to alley

He’s going up

the hill again

All he’s got on him

besides

his clothes

and the bike

is a thermos filled with

coffee he got from

the vending machine

at the mall

coffee bought with

money earned

from a day’s work of

standing by the traffic lights

at the intersection,

waiting for them to turn

red

and offering to wash

someone’s windshield

Once on top of the

hill

he leaves the bike at

the base

of the water tower

and climbs the cold

iron ladder

There’s no one to stop him

at this time

He sits down

cross-legged

opens the thermos and pours

the coffee into

the cup part

and sips

Ahead of him

the city sleeps

Only a lone light shines

here and there

in some window

If…

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release of life-giving fluids by Bogdan Dragos

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 father was very patient today after he came back from work patient enough to wait for diner to be over and the table to be cleaned and the bedroom door closed before he started shouting at mother Well, she couldn't just sit back and take it. She shouted right back, louder, and just like that another fight exploded there Fights were always a problem A growing boy can't jerk off to drawings of busty women having great fun with tentacle monsters on the screen of his computer while his parents are fighting in the other room It breaks the immersion, goddammit So he turned off the computer and stood with his pants and underwear about his ankles and jerked off to the fight itself Shit, sometimes it's harder to stop the horniness than it is to stop a war An ungodly accumulation of energy has to be released somehow, else…

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No Cash, Only Letters by Bogdan Dragos

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A woman in a ski mask looking sideways and holding a crowbar in a dark alley
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“Got me a little crowbar

and one of

them ol’ school

ski masks,” she said. “And just

before it was

about to go

down, my

pathetic-ass boyfriend

punked out of it.

I lost all my respect for

the guy on that

evening.

I still love him, yeah. But I

no longer respect

him.

It really is a big, big, huge

difference there, you

see?

Such display of weakness

is unforgivable.

So I refused to go down

with it. I refused to

punk out like he did, and followed

along with the plan

by myself.

I went ahead, put on the ski mask

and grabbed the

trusty crowbar and cornered

the mailman in

the dark alley. See, where I’m

from, the mailman

doesn’t bring only the mail,

he’s also delivering

the pension to old

people. That’s how

it goes. So I figured he’s

gotta have quite the

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Cum să scrii o poezie de dragoste

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being into bad girls by Bogdan Dragos

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Removing the bloody towel from the top of his head, he looked at the redness gathered amidst the white fluffiness and said, “It started with my mom.” and she completed with, “Obviously,” and added a swift rolling of the eyes “Yeah,” he went on. “She wasn't like other moms. And you know, those were really though times I grew up in. I don't know what other women would've done in her place, but she stole cash from her employer almost daily. Thus she made that hard life so much easier for both of us.” “Aha,” she said. “So basically that's why now as a grownup you're into bad girls, right?” “Basically,” he said, shrugging “Well,” she said, “you might end up disappointed. I don't think I can be as bad as your mom was.” “You fuckin' cracked my head open with a bottle after I approached you in the bar,”…

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Glass Shards in the Bloodstream by Bogdan Dragos

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she still read

random internet articles

from time to time

and it was in

one of them

that she found the good

news

It was below

a post titled

GOD IS LOVE

that she didn’t bother

to read

the one she did bother

to read

explained that small

shards of glass can

enter the body through

wounds

and make their way

through the veins

to the heart

And that kills

you

Finally

a good way to go

Not too messy and not too

pathetic

and, best of all,

not likely to be labeled

as suicide

Perfection

She finished her

drink

and put the phone away

and went into her

room where she locked

herself in

The large hand mirror

lay face down

on the nightstand

She grabbed it

and stretched on the floor

and rolled under

the bed

where she removed her

clothes

and watched herself…

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