- Eirene Evripidou


Underwater, I can still dream. Oxygen gets low, and starlight’s lost, but I can still dream. It feels like inhaling a storm, a beautiful, almost suffocating star-implosion inside of me.
It’s almost February now. Snowflakes fall off my lips and disappear quickly. It’s cold, and for a minute – just a minute – I miss you.
Silent waves crush on my skin, every secret kept in the sea, is now flowing inside of me. I drift, lungs filled with saltwater and tears, through liquid ways. If I were Ophelia once, now I’m a pearl-eyed girl with loneliness carved on my skin. Fateless, the separation from the moon never broke me.
                    & underwater, I can still dream.

Posted on January 30th, 2016 || 6 Comments »


Hello! My name is Eirene Evripidou. I live in Athens (Greece) where I work in an art gallery. I write confessional & hypertext poetry, flash fiction and web-code. I also take photographs which sometimes I exhibit... (more about me...)


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