Drowning Hours

Enticing transparency of glass, crafted
sand shaping figure, wide cavity craving
to be filled allowing, oxidation melding
to capture oxygen emanate aromas,

inebriating flavours held by opaque
long stems impeding my consideration, I want
I do not, an automated old recurring gesture
creeping slowly from within, whispering

no harm will come from flowing, burgundy
liquid gold in the abyssal hole where stormy
tides hide ghostly presence, of memories
left behind. Fooling mind in thinking I

am only slightly, braking the rule being
responsible by starting, lightly. It is only
eleven after all and with a drop it’s twelve
before I know. A more appropriate time

to indulge, caressing bottles faithful
lovers pouring to please me, while
viciously they hurt me slithering inside.
I select the self-inflicted idea, that I can deal

DROWMING - Drowning Hours

I do not, have a problem if I cut, down
that’s just because I want to, not because
I have to. And I am more fun, I can relate
Or at least pretend I do without, feeling

like a fish out of water I can laugh disregarding,
the harm that has been done, to me
of which I am weary. Believe me it is scary.
And as my lips turn purple despite a soothing

taste I don’t like, myself in this state I rather,
run to my refuge where I do. Love humanity
yet know so well, no one will ever care, more
for me than myself. Miss that little girl,

always smiling counting stories, now
shading behind glasses to keep every other
being at a distance. Unable to flout
the Universe’s tendency unlike humans,

to prefer me when I am sober. They don’t
know, how could they, believing they are
worried when they claim I need it, a social
life yet they ignore, how overly populated

is my soul, encompassing them all.

Last drops and I linger regretting
lost hours drowned in wine.

Cheers

Aurora Kastanias

Aurora Kastanias

Born from a Greek, British, Ghanaian father and a Persian mother, Aurora grew up in Rome, where her parents fled to during the Iranian Revolution. The passion for the art of writing led her to earn a Baccalaureate in Literature, being ever since influenced by French 17th and 18th century authors. While studying for her BA in Business Administration, at an American University in Rome. She further got enchanted by 19th century existential authors as well as European ‘absurdism’ and the Theatre of the Absurd. It was only after her MBA that she started writing more seriously, giving space to her true passions. In recent years she has written two existential novels in Italian. In recent months, she started studying astrophysics and writing poems in English,
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Born from a Greek, British, Ghanaian father and a Persian mother, Aurora grew up in Rome, where her parents fled to during the Iranian Revolution. The passion for the art of writing led her to earn a Baccalaureate in Literature, being ever since influenced by French 17th and 18th century authors. While studying for her BA in Business Administration, at an American University in Rome. She further got enchanted by 19th century existential authors as well as European ‘absurdism’ and the Theatre of the Absurd. It was only after her MBA that she started writing more seriously, giving space to her true passions. In recent years she has written two existential novels in Italian. In recent months, she started studying astrophysics and writing poems in English,