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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The cicada, once with the humility of a barnac… weeping beneath the fern, now screams its inane mantra, which
Every time I leave my parents’ ho… I am filled with a sweet sorrow. It has taken me half a lifetime to… and now I love them so dearly, so… They nor I are getting younger
Two onyxes atop another out where the witch frolics, the signal clear, it rang through my throat so loudly I frightened myself:
Which came first, the egg or the h… An old friend visits on the anniversary of his death— He finds a voice
Walking lakeside, I try to discern what the frogs a… but their drone is one collective… Diving again and again after the secret,
To be a ghost is to always be aghast— To not know which direction is the future or the past.
Love is endless. Mercy, too. A great debt unpaid, sitting on my doorstep, first-class.
I feel newly acquainted with this skin, everything is novel, intensity is wherever my eyes land,
Brian told me he held his own guts in his hands, his tattoo reads: ALREADY DEAD.
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.
(1) Under an open window I gaze out until the wonder is gon… Having run out of questions I fal… but perk up when a stray cat appea…
Every once in a while, when my bunkmates are asleep (or at least I hope they are), and the jingle of the keys fades to the end of the hall,
I know people see him and think, “Gee, that’s crazy.” Which makes it embarrassing to see him
When the world wasn’t burning I felt optimistic that one day I could come home
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