Author Archives: Vlad Bunea

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URBAN DICTIONARY OF THE YEAR 2069: A fishing trip with a strange discovery

Here begins the fishing trip of Shon Schubert, a senior actuarial analyst from Eternalife Insurance Company. He has been byprobored[1] from work with a bonus, cockexcused[2] by his spouse for alone-time reasons, and beer-approved by his buddies because it’s not … Continue reading

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Gals Gods Guns – 100 very short poetic stories

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My new novel A SNOWSTORM IN CUBA now in paperback and ebook!

  You can buy it here: iUniverse Amazon Barnes&Noble Chapters Google Play

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What is real?

What is real? Love is real. When it’s born and when it’s stolen. Suffering when it’s inflicted and when it dissapears. Knowledge when it’s acquired. People when they are born and when they die. Words and stories that move armies, … Continue reading

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Song of the Prairie

Where can you hide in the flat prairie if not in the shadow of your mind to become a she-wolf at night that prays at the fang-fairy? (from my novel in progress)

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Becoming Canadian…

…on April 29th, 2011 was: •An emotional burst that made me revisit fulfilled and unfulfilled dreams. •A recollection of my naivety and insanity that I was carrying on November 15th, 2005 when I landed in Toronto, without having any clue … Continue reading

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10 Love poems

Poem 1 Let us talk, let us speak wordslong, translucent wordslike chisels that break apartthe cold river from the hot deltaday from nightstone from stone. *** Poem 2 Take me happiness upwards and crush my temple against the starstill my … Continue reading

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Crushing happiness

The happiness inside mebecomes stronger than myselfstronger than my bonesthe bones you crush whenyou hug mealways hurtfullyalways wonderfully. http://www.facebook.com/plugins/like.php?href=http%3A%2F%2Fbunea.blogspot.com%2F2011%2F04%2Fcrushing-happiness.html&layout=button_count&show_faces=true&width=450&action=like&font&colorscheme=light&height=21 http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=rarvlabunsblo-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=B0026L7H20&fc1=000000&IS2=1&lt1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr

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Dream with a sitar at the end

We were at cabin in the mountains. (Who’s we?). I hear voices, We must go, we must go now. We got on a bus and rode for a long time. I knew it was a long time because I saw … Continue reading

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John Hemingway on getting published

“Now, whether you as a free, beautiful and fun loving person actually get published is another question. There doesn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason to it. Getting published is, as my grandfather once said, like taking your chances … Continue reading

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