Oglinda din curtea școlii
It’s recess in elementary school. The rubber floor burns in the sun and the fountain drips out of rhythm. In the bathroom window
Pe piele pentru totdeauna
At the change of class, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror under the white light. The hallway smelled of cologne and wet paper
Două fețe și una nouă
It’s the first weeks of school. The classroom smells of marker and freshly lined books. After a discussion, the desks look
La ora 5 la ușă
Outside the high school, the gate vibrates like a giant drum. Cell phones tell the time and the rumor spreads by word of mouth
De două ori curajos
It was the change of classes at the high school. Lockers opened and closed like accordions
E doar o glumă!
Every day in the first weeks in another country, the classroom smells of machine coffee and books fresh from the plastic
Pantalonii
It was CM2 recess, and the playground smelled of hot rubber and spilled juice on the ground. The sun was bouncing hard off the goal
Bomboane la intrare
It was a gray morning outside the high school. The kiosk smelled of licorice and cold coins