Super Grateful to have my new poem, "Why Must The Human Race Be Cursed This Way?" published in the illustrious LOWLIFE LIT PRESS!
Check it out HERE!
Thank you!
Why Must The Human Race Be Cursed This Way?
To Find Out If I’m Really Alive
Super Grateful to have my new poem, "To Find Out If I'm Really Alive" published in the illustrious LOWLIFE LIT PRESS!
Check it out HERE!
Thank you!
While Waiting For The Dam To Burst
Super Grateful to have my new poem, "While Waiting For The Dam To Burst" published in the illustrious LOWLIFE LIT PRESS!
Check it out HERE!
Thank you!
Oamenii ca tine, mor tineri
(☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞ English version HERE!
Pisica din papuc
(っ◕‿◕)っ English version HERE
Bogdan Dragos has renewed with Masticadores
(づ ◕‿◕ )づ BIG THANK YOU to Masticadores!!
Masticadores&Gobblers is pleased to announce that Bogdan Dragos has renewed with us; It is the fourth time and series that we will publish it. We have already sent by the author 50 pages that we will gladly present to everyone week by week.
We will say that Bogdan is very followed and the visits and readings of him are very high, with which sometimes an edition of a book of poems is not as read as his publications in Masticadores (and in MasticadoresIndia too)
Thank you Bogdan!
Greetings
j re crivello
Founder and Director of Masticadores (16 blogs, in 10 countries and 5 languages) https://masticadores.com
Masticadores&Gobblers tiene el placer de anunciar que Bogdan Dragos ha renovado con nosotros; es la cuarta vez y serie que le publicaremos. Tenemos ya enviados por el autor 50 páginas que con gusto presentaremos a todos semana a semana.
Diremos que Bogdan…
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Bogdan Dragos -Third Time
This morning he sent his third part (third time) of poems that we will publish every Wednesday. I personally thank the author who has many followers who value his written work.
j re crivello founder of Masticadores (*)
life’ll smile father punched him lightly in the shoulder and said, "Hey, keep that chin up, buddy. Just know that a time will come when life'll smile at us." Sure, he'd been saying that since forever. That was the earliest and most common memory of him Grinning from ear to ear and saying that a day will come when life'll smile upon them But until that day they'll have to sit in the town square and play their cheap instruments for passersby to drop money in their box Keep that chin up… Oh, father. You can't play the violin holding your chin up And life won't smile if you keep playing it…
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around the smokey hole
You can still be good at what you do without liking what you do It’s more common than you’d imagine The words reflected his face in the steamy bathroom mirror He watched until he felt cold in his nakedness and shivered reached for the towel wiped got out of the bathroom put on clothes and returned to his writing desk The blank page was ugly unlike the somewhat encouraging words on the steamy mirror He reached into the drawer pulled out the pen stuck it into his mouth clicked it Reached again into the drawer pulled out the gun pointed it at the blank page fired He wrote for the remainder of the day and the next night around the smokey hole It was finally beautiful
thick glass
three weeks and the shards were still there still scattered on the tiles of the kitchen floor that was a thick glass meant for classy strong drinks like whiskey Yeah, now that he thought about it it was whiskey she ordered. But he filled the glass with milk and said, “You know what the doctor said, mother. No more alcohol for you. Here, try this instead.” And he would strongly prefer not to remember what followed after The shards were still on the kitchen floor and the gash still on the side of his neck. Stitched now but painful nonetheless
Daydreaming as a profession 