{"id":10342,"date":"2021-11-01T11:00:18","date_gmt":"2021-11-01T09:00:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10342"},"modified":"2021-11-01T11:00:20","modified_gmt":"2021-11-01T09:00:20","slug":"lia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=10342","title":{"rendered":"Lia"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

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Lia<\/p>\n

Seri p\u0103guboase, bahice, \u00een care gura mea t\u0103cut\u0103 o \u00eenso\u021bea pe cea dezl\u00e2nat\u0103 a prietenei mele. Ambi\u021bia mea \u0219i seceta de argumentare pluteau deasupra Ora\u0219ului Mic. Se ondulau \u0219i-mi f\u0103ceau semne, amintindu-mi s\u0103 plec c\u00e2t mai iute din locul \u0103la.<\/p>\n

Pictez un portret de femeie f\u0103r\u0103 gur\u0103 care-\u0219i dore\u0219te m\u0103car o \u00eembr\u0103\u021bi\u0219are alb titan. O atingere cu un necunoscut, cu un om c\u0103s\u0103torit maybe sau cu unul dintre cei mai buni prieteni. S\u0103 deschid\u0103 cu limbile lor portaluri incerte \u0219i \u0219ubrede c\u0103tre ora\u0219e alternative. S\u0103 li se fac\u0103 creierii praf, s\u0103 rotunjeasc\u0103 statistica abandonului. Un s\u0103rut at\u00e2t de profund \u00eenc\u00e2t s\u0103 nu mai fie niciodat\u0103 la fel. Un mindfuck, o sincop\u0103 \u00een func\u021bia prieteniei sau ceva mai mult? O escapad\u0103 sexual\u0103 \u00een noaptea altei lumi, cu posibilit\u0103\u021bi infinite de a fi. Golul pe care \u00eel formeaz\u0103 hainele \u00een ma\u0219ina de sp\u0103lat, centrifuga ca fluid care trece prin corp \u0219i separ\u0103 func\u021biile de baz\u0103 de fondul de ten. Un bug care continu\u0103 s\u0103 apar\u0103 \u00een ciuda diferi\u021bilor parametri de testare, ca o senza\u021bie nostalgic\u0103, ca un film pe care \u00eel vizionezi \u00een aceea\u0219i perioad\u0103 a fiec\u0103rui an, dar actuala realitate nu permite retr\u0103iri. Nu v\u0103rs lacrimi pentru prietena mea, doar trecutul nostru m\u0103 nelini\u0219te\u0219te. Nu m\u0103 mai \u00eentorc,<\/p>\n

\u00een locul \u00een care, odinioar\u0103, nimic nu era posibil.<\/p>\n

ANA SANDULESCU<\/p>\n

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LIA<\/p>\n

Damaging, bacchanal evenings when my silent mouth accompanied my friend’s ragged one. My ambition and the drought of argument floated above the Small Town. They undulated and waved at me, reminding me to leave that place as soon as possible.<\/p>\n

I was painting a portrait of a mouthless woman who wanted at least a white titanium hug. A touch with a stranger, maybe with a married man or one of my best friends. To open with their tongues uncertain and shaky portals to alternative cities. To make their brains dust, to round up the statistics of abandonment. A kiss so deep so that it will never be the same again. A mindfuck, a syncope in terms of friendship or something more? A sexual escapade into the night of another world, with infinite possibilities to be. The void that clothes form in the washing machine, the centrifuge as fluid that runs through the body and separates the basic functions from foundation. A bug that keeps popping up despite various test parameters, like a nostalgic feeling, like a movie you watch at the same time every year, but the current reality does not allow relapses. I shed no tears for my girlfriend, only our past makes me uneasy. I’m not going back,<\/p>\n

to the place where once nothing was possible.<\/p>\n


traducere, Maria Magdalena Biela<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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