I am not me – Oana Stefanita (Words on a blackboard)

I am not meBut barren landI am not a creation of my own wishes and desires.I am a slave of projections and other people‚Äôs castlesI am a forest in the dark where people freeze in fear, while animals run freeI am not meI am jasmine covered in plant fleas,I am the wind tickling a pieceContinue reading “I am not me – Oana Stefanita (Words on a blackboard)”