Rene Magritte

Le Pays des Miracles 

High Society

 

The Lovers I

La Grande Famiglia

Daddies

"He opened the jar of pickles when no one else could. He was the only one in the house who wasn't afraid to go into the basement by himself. He cut himself shaving, but no one kissed it or got excited about it. It was understood when it rained, he got the car and brought it around to the door. When anyone was sick, he went out to get the prescription filled. He took lots of pictures... but he was never in them." 

 Erma Bombeck

Months of silence and some Gatsby

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

In care aduc cumva vorba de Marilyn Monroe

Neadaptat

Ei spun ca noi de-acum n-avem ecou,

O mana de fetite trase la indigo.

O gloata de pustane ca scoase din cavou,

Vopsite blonde toate, a la Marilyn Monroe.

 Ei spun ca noi de-acum n-avem substanta,

Suntem papusi de plastic in stoc nelimitat,

 Si unde era loc de suflet si de viata

Noi am umplut cu botox si am restructurat.

 Ei spun ca noi de-acum suntem prea imorale,

Prea pline de cinism, prea tinere, ce-i drept.

Si spun c-avem si trupul si capetele goale 

Si c-un fisic cu bani ne ticaie in piept.

 Ei spun de noi minciuni, ei spun si vorbe goale,

Ei spun ce vad in jur, ei spun ce-au mai aflat,

Dar ipocriti cum sunt, ne baga in tipare,

Iar de le spargem, totusi, ne spun ca am clacat.

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We are all lovers in a prejudiced world, hiding toxic relationships with our true selves.

This one's for the memories.

paralela

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