My new piece “Shadow” up at Free Verse Revolution #prose poem #poetry #short prose — Short Prose

My new piece, “Shadows” up at Free Verse Revolution.

My indecipherable shadow on that faraway beach. You talked to it. I did not hear what you said because I wasn’t there. I was…

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My new piece “Shadow” up at Free Verse Revolution #prose poem #poetry #short prose — Short Prose

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My Author of the Year Interview with Spillwords Press #author — Short Prose

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My Dear Readers,

I am humbled that I was voted Author of the Year at Spillwords Press.  Thank you to everyone who voted for me, and thank you to the wonderful team at Spillwords Press (NYC).

“…from the writings of the titans coming from the Latin American space to the writings of their counterparts coming from the Slavic space. Yes, I am an American, but I am also a child of Europe. I have been fascinated, mesmerized, frightened, brought to tears…” 

You can read my interview here: Author of the Year 2019 Interview 

Yours,
Gabriela

I’m so happy for you Gabrela! It is so great to see you get rewarded for your talent. I must say again, it’s not only about helping you, it’s more that you have helped me by your spirit attracting the best followers. You add some of the right elements into my Alchemical boiling pot. My chemistry here would not be right without “Chemical Gabriela” so thanks for all you do! Congratulations again!

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My Author of the Year Interview with Spillwords Press #author — Short Prose

the lonely poetry of night #poem #poetry — Short Prose

trees whisper, cries of cloudy skies
inaudible, unseen,
you, Astraea,
you push me on a long-forgotten trail
the ocean, poisoned, green, unsettled
warm tongues, ecstasies of memories un-lived
defiled the innocence of maiden-stars
tears, corridors of sand
you, universe that dreamt us all
the pain of suffocated myths that die
kisses, floating sanctuaries
Astraea,
you who don’t know desire
burn the nihilism of flesh
the plight
of souls sold for two pennies in slave markets
inside the lonely poetry of night

published in Indian Periodical on January 23, 2019

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trees whisper, cries of cloudy skies inaudible, unseen, you, Astraea, you push me on a long-forgotten trail the ocean, poisoned, green, unsettled warm tongues, ecstasies of memories un-lived defiled the innocence of maiden-stars tears, corridors of sand you, universe that dreamt us all the pain of suffocated myths that die kisses, floating sanctuaries Astraea, you […]

the lonely poetry of night #poem #poetry — Short Prose

The Lonely Poetry of Night

June 23, 2019 2:19 pm
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and…love… #love poem #poetry — Short Prose

and…love… #love poem #poetry
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and…
this night is jasmine and is sand
the trees are fingers with no end
the earth has eyes
the tears have thighs

you…
you are the voice of lonely heights
I am the day without sights
a leaf is falling on my hips
into the air a form of lips

and…
your touches hide in poetry
a flower faints with jealousy
your dreams taste like forbidden fruits
the sea grows almonds and grows roots

yet…
the story didn’t write its end
my eyes and yours are a blend
and…
love…

@short-prose-fiction (Gabriela M)

image: Vaclav Taus; Shutterstock; [link]

I should have been patient this morning.
Up at 05:00 AM and way too much Coffee.

❤ “In quoting others, we cite ourselves.” — Julio Cortázar

and…love… #love poem #poetry — Short Prose

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Valencia #poem #poetry — Short Prose

a bird awakes the moon
a fish turns in my dreams
algae wrap around my wrists 
Valencia, I just saw you in his eyes
his skin is madness
made of sandalwood

the smell of autumn paves the way
loves lost on lonely cobbled streets
a shadow dances on the wall
a pen writes on a table by itself
on a deck
a sailor flips a coin
dreams,
dust of desiccated lands

impressions, fingers on the pillow
under a purple sky
dried wounds
Valencia,
this room is loneliness,
alienation,
and smells of sandalwood

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Valencia #poem #poetry — #Short-prose […]

Valencia #poem #poetry — Short Prose

Love in Venice #short prose #flashfiction — Short Prose

“Would you like to remain in Venice forever?”

I bite my lips.

“Oh, no, but I would love to live here for an entire winter.”

“And what would you do?”

“Every night I will walk in Piazza San Marco, at that moment when the silence becomes so permeable that my steps can be heard from the moon. In the heated, mysterious, thrilling nights of the carnival I will change mask after mask, dress after dress, smile after smile, pain after pain, lover after lover. Every morning I will mix essences of perfumes, seeking for the very one that can revive the mystique of my body, intoxicate my soul, empower my mind. Every twilight I will dive in the coolness of the Adriatic Sea; my body shivering, my soul revived; my memory of him forever gone. In the night I will go to consult astrologer after astrologer in the less known quarters of the city.”

I stop.

The sound of a church bell tears apart the moist air.

He looks at me: blue eyes, dark hair; powerful voice.

“Tonight there is party at the Doge’s Palace. Would you like to come with me?”

“I am not going to parties anymore.”

“Why not?”

“I died long time ago, by mistake. Now I am just a Venetian mask.”

For a moment he looks flabbergasted.
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excerpt from the manuscript Glass Lovers 
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image: Mohammadreza Zeidabadi; Shutterstock; [link]

Another beautiful poem from Short Prose.

Love in Venice #short prose #flash fiction — Short Prose

the train to Vienna #love poem #poetry — Short Prose

let’s take the train and go to Vienna rent a room for a night and then waltz in your arms the waist of the night trembles fingertips touch a blue door which is locked I sit barefoot on the floor the windows’ eyelashes are yellow and drunk your voice moves stones in a lonely graveyard to bury the tears I cry and lonely…

the train to Vienna #love poem #poetry — Short Prose

Thank you! I was voted Author of the Year (2020) at Spillwords Press #award — Short Prose

My Dear Readers, I was voted author of the Year at Spillwords Press NYC (2020). I am deeply grateful to those of you who voted for me. Thank you to you, and to the incredible team who runs Spillwords Press. I am deeply humbled and honored by this recognition. However, I’ve never written for the…

Thank you! I was voted Author of the Year (2020) at Spillwords Press #award — Short Prose

Congratulations Short Prose!

I was wishing for it, when I cast my vote for you. You deserve it. Your very talented and sharing your work has brought life into my blog. I’m happy for you.