3. Creative Writing

I forgot to breathe air / am uitat să respir aer


I often feel the need for oxygen. As if I did not inspire, hold it and expire oxygen, or whatever’s the magic components of the air. Instead I breathe longing. It envelops me, wakes me up and puts me to asleep. An exhausting cycle with short exposure, instantaneous, now and here. For how long? for…… Continue reading I forgot to breathe air / am uitat să respir aer