“…Your life, little fireling, little warlike starling, flickering indignantly, all erotic umbrage. Broken wing in my hand. Pathological, shy flame, I will care for you. Little shape of my fate, my certain failure. What is desire, if not this burden. Dearth and glut cupped in your hands: wild, deadheaded, and blue.” The Sunlight, Miguel Murphy. … Continue reading Villa Popov & Balchik (Балчик)
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(No. 1 of the Bulgarian series) We passed Vama Veche – the last coastal village in Romania giving way to Bulgaria – and drove to border control. Being the only non-European in the car, my passport was checked further. I sat with a knot in my stomach. A type of pointless fluttering I’ve felt only … Continue reading Sea at Krapets (Крапец) – A Bulgarian Beginning
