august
“in august i held you
and felt my heart melt.”
the smell of the last warm evening you didn’t know was the last.
read august →collection
vol. i · arici
arici
maybe you’ll
come sooner
before i become
a hedgehog.
from arici. the original is in romanian.
the smell of watching everyone else
find their person.
find their person.
everyone around you pairs off. you stay where you are, in a coat a little too thin for the evening.
at the top, something green keeps scanning the room. underneath, the base never quite warms.
between them runs one thread of mimosa. it does not give up, and it does not win.
it ends where the poem ends, on a question, with a warning folded inside it.
notes
extrait de parfum · 20% · 50 ml · edition of 500 · €115 read arici →
violet leaf · aldehydes
mimosa · cassie
suede · cold musk · moss
500 numbered bottles · the list is openmimosa · cassie
suede · cold musk · moss
extrait de parfum · 20% · 50 ml · edition of 500 · €115 read arici →
two more volumes are being translated.
500 numbered bottles eachfloarea soarelui
“i poisoned your soil, until even the roots had rotted.”
the poem is finished. its translation is still on the desk.
floarea soarelui →the smell of your silence
a few quiet questions.
at the end, a few lines will be waiting.