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  • October 28, 2022

    Aren’t you happy (French-English version)

    Aren’t you happy (French-English version)

    Ah! Cette solitude  N’est-ce pas là Le prix qu’il te faut payer Pour des rues sûres, des villes-lumière Des cris qui parlent de bonheur Des nuits sans coups de feu

  • September 3, 2022

    It’s all falling apart

    It’s all falling apart

    Speed writing at the Hyster-x writing residence on August 6th, 2022

  • September 2, 2022

    Announcement to my readers

    Announcement to my readers

    Hi everyone. I have been publishing my poems on my personal blog for some time but I decided to share them under a different format to reach more people.

  • August 31, 2022

    I once wrote love poems

    I once wrote love poems

    Didn’t ask for flowers Or love songs My face plastered on your wall Or sweet nickname Along my number on your phone Didn’t ask you to love me The way I loved you

  • August 26, 2022

    Is it me?

    Is it me?

    Is that dissatisfaction the woman condition?

  • August 24, 2022

    Aborted hopes

    Aborted hopes

    Very butchered translation of a short story written when I was 16.

  • July 27, 2022

    Ideation

    Ideation

    Chapter 1 Spiritually enriching Things tend to go away when you ignore them long enough, don’t they? At least that is what she kept telling herself. Because if she ever stopped to think, she would have to worry, to ask for help, to grapple with long buried things that she didn’t feel ready to stir…

  • July 19, 2022

    A man

    A man

    A man can make you smile Even if you don’t mean to So afraid you are to see The ice setting in his eyes When you refuse to act “pretty” A man can make your eyes shine From the tears that you shed On his heavy silences His scathing words When he tells you you’re…

  • May 11, 2022

    Joanna: English version

    Joanna: English version

    Here’s an imperfect translation of a story that I wrote when I was 14 years old. I remember being so proud of myself for writing it. It was for a competition where they give you the italicized part and you have to continue the story. I was so disappointed that I didn’t win that year.…

  • May 8, 2022

    JOANNA

    JOANNA

    J’ai écrit ce texte quand j’avais 14 ans. Je me souviens avoir été tellement fière de l’avoir écrit. C’était pour une compétition où on vous donne la partie en italique et vous devez continuer l’histoire. J’ai été trop déçue de ne pas avoir gagné cette année-là. Je ne sais pas trop quoi en penser maintenant…

  • May 7, 2022

    Bibil

    Bibil

    How could the men we know be monsters? Monsters were creepy old dudes lurking in gloomy streets, preying on virginal girls. Not boys having sex with their girlfriends. Getting the friends involved was certainly questionable. But how could it be rape? The boys who befriended my family, who were at my house all the time,…

  • May 6, 2022

    These people we love

    These people we love

    These people we love But that we cannot reach We feel the love boiling inside Feel that they are somehow a part of us A part of our story But sometimes the words fail us We struggle to meet them Across the gap of time Across the opportunities That made us different Made that our…

  • May 4, 2022

    World tour through books: Afghanistan

    World tour through books: Afghanistan

    “What’s the difference between menstrual blood and blood that is clean? What’s so disgusting about this blood?…You were born of this blood! It is cleaner than the blood of your own body!”

  • April 29, 2022

    For whom does the caged bird sing?

    For whom does the caged bird sing?

    But when you fall, you’ll see You’ll hear them saying How you’ve set the fight back for your entire race.

  • April 28, 2022

    Aren’t you happy

    Aren’t you happy

    Home is a killing ground At home, when you go out You might never come back

  • August 3, 2019

    Parlons-en: L’amie prodigieuse (La saga)

    Parlons-en: L’amie prodigieuse (La saga)

    J’ai eu la chance de rencontrer une dame charmante il y a quelques années. C’était une féministe, la responsable d’une organisation de femmes. Elle m’a conseillé plusieurs livres et auteurs. Elle m’a surtout offert un exemplaire du premier tome de cette magnifique saga d’Elena Ferrante : L’amie prodigieuse. Je ne connaissais pas encore cette auteure.…

  • August 25, 2022

    Impostor

    Impostor

    Am I just another pretty girl with daddy issues?

  • August 24, 2022

    Espoirs avortés

    Espoirs avortés

    English translation available on the blog

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