From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes" Artwork by Matei Tigareanu https://www.instagram.com/ma.tei/
From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes" A collection of Juvenilia Artwork by Matei Tigareanu https://www.instagram.com/ma.tei/
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Pretend like your hell is the new normal. Now the space is calm, and poignant, and telling.
Nothing is all I ever wanted, now I’ve got it all! Careful! Lest I become a braggart… From nowhere it’s a hard fall.
Hollow fang? Volcano. Cat’s purr? Hymnals. Intuition?
A tide of blood, miniature in compare— But an ocean no less, to the virus in there.
Curling black from crematorium sta… tell me again the hoax of the soul… The cowl paces, pretends to be faceless, swinging silver and wafting saccha…
There, upon the loose dirt, I was a stone’s throw from her, Goddess Incarnate. She had snakes for hair, she had green flames for eyes,
As far as the eye can see— Limitless blue nowhere to be found.
A Sacred Site is the ultimate emblem, a trophy of the horizon’s finitude… No better a final gate, no more wiser a runway,
The Rock made me to see each month as a day. The Rock implored that I be patie… with a patience so radical it slips into renunciation
Love is endless. Mercy, too. A great debt unpaid,
Oh, Death! Two beers and I’m on my back! Skipped the shower, skipped the toothbrush. Just a film of sweat,
Think you’re doing something? Thing you’ve got some power? You can walk on coals, swallow poison and live, but who is at the helm
When I see the little holes where the earrings used to be I wonder what they embraced and then renounced to get to now.
Therein are the spoils of sorrow, the fruit of hardship, where wind snaps and prevails. Death whispers a hollow secret and I still a shiver
I saw a man and his crumb snatcher… sprawled on the porch of their hom… it was painted a bright ocher with… small, modest, humble, clean, givi… A joy, in short.