The girl with the world on her side.

Posted by Kristina Yenko , Tuesday, December 29, 2009 4:45 PM







At Dawn

Posted by Kristina Yenko , Wednesday, December 9, 2009 12:03 AM

No one lights a lamp in order to hide it behind the door: the purpose of light is to create more light, to open people’s eyes, to reveal the marvels around.
I am going back, or, rather, part of me is going back to that world where only what we can see, touch and explain makes sense. I am in no hurry to get back to the world of speeding tickets, arguments with bank cashiers, eternal complaints about the weather, to horror films and blackouts. But only partially.
This is the universe I’ll have to live with for the rest of my days. I’ll walk many steps into the path of age, and the past will become a distant memory, which will in the end, make me ask myself: How could I have been so blind? How could I have been so ingenuous?
I also know that, at night, another part of me will remain wandering in space, in contact with things as real as a packet of cigarettes and the glass of gin before me now.
Sometimes I wonder, what if one never woke from that space, never left it. What if you spent days walking, eating, moving, but you weren’t there at all. Your mind is restless, you hear your thoughts of another taste, another smell. Confusion slowly creeps into your skin, through your teeth, up your hair. You sit behind closed doors like a night owl and write notes to self, but it’s all mangled, or either the pen is faulty.