A night builds own imperium.
A shadow steals my soul.
If my life is aimless delirium
Then death is a worthy goal.
An open window. Like drops of milk
These clouds in anthracite sky.
I finished a verse. I uncurtained silk.
I stepped on the sill. Good bye…
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014
‘I fear to walk in the cemetery’, the first voice said unexpectedly.
‘But I like this!’ the second voice answered.
I turn. The room is empty. Only my old ATT-8509 is snapping. (Of course, I require a new model but I prefer the good old things.) Hmmm… As always, the voices tend to vanish and do not respond in their own words… The happy voices! They have a choice. I do not have it because a cemetery is part of me. No! Because I am part of a cemetery… Hell! Bloody pragmatics! I cannot find an apt definition!
Every morning I walk along the alley with the tombstones into my new day. Every evening I stand near my graves. Near my own graves. I like to reread my favorite and funny epitaphs.
‘She was crying when somebody was telling insults to her.’
‘She was wasting an immense amount of effort for the sake of awkward attempts to be good for all.’
‘She was practicing self-loathing and was considering this a right thing.’
My poor girls… My dear graves… Fortunately, now I do not have a lot of worries with them. But I am cleaning my shovel and peering inside myself every day. I am keeping my ideal death order.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014
Ivory and ebony, rock crystal and brocade,
Her life is sweet and lovely like Dundee marmalade,
Her life is bright and sparkling, a magic fairy tale…
I met her eyes. I saw her truth. A caged nightingale.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014
11 exciting answers by Spahr Plops
2. Do your parents read your blog?
-No. I would be shocked if they knew about it. We don’t really talk.
3. What emotion (mood) is the most productive for your creative work?
-Calm, well fed, and ready. Then I sit for a bit.
4. Praise VS Criticism. What is more useful for you?
-I think they’re equal in what they can give to me. Praise gives me confidence which I can use to try and be my best. Criticism gives me insight, which I can use similarly.
5. Will you continue to write even though everybody says, ‘It sucks!’?
-If I didn’t write, I would die much faster. I just wouldn’t share as frequently if I saw that I sucked.
6. Is it hard for you to choose a pseudonym?
-It wasn’t difficult for me. It plopped into my head.
7. Do you want to be famous?
-Don’t think so. Unless it meant money wouldn’t be a worry.
8. Are you afraid of to see your bio on a bookshelf in the nearest bookstore?
-Bio? I would be afraid to see it look thin. Then I would wonder who my stalker was. Yes, I would be afraid.
9. Imagine that you’re on a stage and all your followers are standing in front of you. Is it easy to make a speech in real life?
-I would be nervous, but I wouldn’t want to let any of you down. I’m sure I’d make a fool of myself somehow. Hopefully not too embarrassingly.
10. Should art be an accurate reflection of life?
-Reflections are too relative, what would accurate be to everyone? Reflections also change, what was once accurate to the artist then isn’t always now. Art is a creative outlet shared among communities built around its contributors with an aim to increase some sense or senses of understanding. I don’t want to say it should be anything, but things happen by effect. Those involved in their select sects believe their interests to be an accurate reflection of themselves. Their life. It doesn’t have to be accurate, it’s sorta contrived to be that way.
11. Any random fact about you. Just for fun!
-My favorite animal is a lemur.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & SPAHR PLOPS
© All rights reserved 2014
I’m not rapid and viral.
I go in a slow spiral.
I’m on my path. I keep my poise.
I really hate to make big noise…
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014
unbolt me 