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afternoon coffee with Bogdan
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Mandaue City
Philippines

Taking a short break from doing translation work and now devouring Bogdan‘s 2020 poetry collection PourWhiskey Over My Heart And Set It On Firewhich carries with it the signature images that scandalizes, tears, and undo me every time. I love how Bogdan’s poetry disturbs the psyche and annihilates moral boundaries that sometimes Boccaccio’s The Decameron comes to mind and marries every heinous psychological thriller film there is. Great afternoon read!

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30 September 2022 1

Pressure by Bogdan Dragos

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The close up black and white image of a woman wearing a superhero eye mask and smoking a cigarette — Image Source: Canva Pro

she slept with a small,

thin Batman plushie

between her

breasts

and often woke up

with it

soaked in sweat

The poor Batman looked

diseased,

crushed,

and suicidal.

Clearly he was facing a

villain he could

not hope to defeat

It was the dreams

that made her

sweat so

There was much pressure

in her dreams

The last one

was about her lower jaw

pressing against the upper

one

until the teeth came out

of their socket, all of them,

and she swirled them

around her mouth

like tic-tacs

and eventually swallowed them

one by one

until she choked

In another dream

she pressed

her thumbs against her

temples

until they went in with

a crunchy sound followed

by complete silence

and pain

but the worst dreams

were those in

which she applied pressure

to others

and not to herself

There was a lot of

pressure

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26 September 2022 9

Daunele sezonului ploios

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14 September 2022 0

Piesa de șah

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31 August 2022 3

BRILLIANT BLOGGER POET PROFILE: BOGDAN DRAGOS

Poetry and Prose of Ken Hume

Hey folks! Welcome back to my Brilliant Blogger Poet initiative. 😁Thank you so much for your patience, sorry for the long interval between this and the previous post! 🙏

Every once in a while, in this vastly overpopulated & overcrowded metropolis of blogging, you’ll find yourself stumbling upon a blog that makes you sit up and notice; that grabs you by the throat and shakes you out of your creative comfort zone & makes you think about things in a way you never imagined. Bogdan Dragos, who works in a casino by night, from Romania is one such writer/poet.

With his Daydreaming as a Profession blog over on WordPress Bogdan has managed to carve out a rather provocative & unique literary niche for himself with his daring; dark & sometimes disturbing mix of poetry; musings & short stories. His writings, I find, often blur the lines between what we view…

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24 August 2022 7

many other lies to uncover by Bogdan Dragos

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she kicks the dust with her tennis shoes that were cut off to look like sandals squats and picks up the earwig shows it to him tilts her head to the side and brushing her hair back she puts the earwig into her earlobe like in a bowl The insect doesn't get inside the ear canal. It quickly crawls out and struggles to run away back towards the ground "See?" she demands as she stands and places her hands on hips. "It doesn't go into the ear. It's a lie! It's been a lie all along. And you believed it like the idiot you are. Don't you wanna slap yourself now? You've been living a lie. They've controlled you like a dog." He watched her. Said nothing Suddenly she twisted her face in a grimace and in a gruff voice said, "If you keep making ugly faces you'll remain stuck…

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24 August 2022 2

Bogdan Dragoș – Interviu

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4 June 2022 0

mother forbade feeding the poor thing

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By Bogdan Dragos

there was a dog outside and it kept barking for some reason Ah yes, it was chained and the chain was terribly short and the poor animal was hungry Mother wouldn’t bother feeding it No, mother wanted it to die because it had been father’s dog, inherited along with the house after father died Mother forbade feeding the poor thing Her child stood next to the window and listened to the poor thing barking outside It was better than listening to mother drinking and talking ugly words with her boyfriends He opened the window and the dog saw him immediately and barked at him He wanted to cry Tried talking to the creature but it wouldn’t listen. It kept barking “Mother would cut my hand off if she caught me stealing food for you.” But he was a smart kid He leaned over the window and thrust…

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13 April 2022 11

static

she looks up at me with 
eyes hidden, almost locked,
behind 
thick bars of hair
that reaches all the way to 
her small nose

Hair discolored like
dry straw,
second in paleness only
to her ghostly face

She doesn’t stare too much
because there 
are other things to see
in the room

She moves 
on. Not 
knowing that I also stared
at her. Into her soul

I’ve spotted an unquenched
cry there

The easiest to
recognize is the cry of loss
and that’s what I saw there

paired with
the cry of want

She wants to get away
from here
Far, far away. She wants to go
and never stop. Wants
to travel into 
forever

and I’d like to
take her 
there

But alas,
I am stuck here onto
this wall

frozen in time

I'm a static 
painting

And my cold
words 
void of any vibration
will never reach her

I have to make my peace
with it. Yeah, some
people just don’t read
poetry. And even if
they do, what are the chances 
they’d read mine? 

Wow, what a fool I can be at times
But, well, at least
I have my dreams
and myself to laugh at 

You don’t need much else
in eternity

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