Markus RussinTakadanobaba on One Final Sunday in SeptemberThe train station, our presence made it whole. A comforting stillness between the countless moving parts. Back then, we were still looking…Apr 2, 2023Apr 2, 2023
Markus RussininThe JunctionA Ghost Next to Youa ghost next to you after years of being out of place and time to reconsider discarded hopes to break at last, my voice sets an exampleMay 23, 2022May 23, 2022
Markus Russininthe CafeJazz and Jitterfrom across the aisle old-fashioned with his apron though debatably relatable a few more steps then — nothing — a fantasy but thoughts…Mar 28, 2020Mar 28, 2020
Markus RussininPoets UnlimitedBut Whose Ambitionwhen have i ever not been pulled by strings i found unchosen? — but whose ambition is this? — and am i now or have i ever been who i…Aug 19, 2019Aug 19, 2019
Markus RussininPoets UnlimitedYou, by the Seaif someday maybe, and you know i’m afraid to ask, we could walk down again to the beach near the old tree and watch the waves crash like…Jun 24, 2019Jun 24, 2019
Markus Russininthe CafeEmoji ChildrenI am not a Robot, her voice, like a note to herself, but seemingly somebody else’s echo. And yet, another one, stumbling, feels kind…May 22, 2019May 22, 2019
Markus RussininPoets UnlimitedI Make Up My Mindthere is a face inside the wall or there might be that says it all just ruminating/ contemplating this face and i us kindred spirits…Feb 19, 2019Feb 19, 2019
Markus RussininCROSSIN(G)ENRESI Did That Thing [Lackluster Heartthrob]you did that thing where you would repeat what someone else had said with that ambiguous inflection of yours that would confuse them and…Jan 4, 20191Jan 4, 20191
Markus Russininthe CafePointlessThere is no point. But still I do not quit. It’s pointless, a voice inside my head points out. But I am scared to quit. What is the point…Jan 24, 2018Jan 24, 2018