Tempest by Teodor Nihtianov

Tempest by Teodor Nihtianov

Tempest by Teodor Nihtianov

She had fire in her gut
and not the decent kind.
Not the romantic kind.
Not the one that allows her
to overcome.

It was cataclysmic.
Napalm.
Eight gallons of gasoline and a Zippo.
Meteors grinding the atmosphere.

She left no prisoners,
no bystanders
and scorched away all potential
for rebirth.
Teodor Nihtianov
Teodor Nihtianov

I’m originally from Stara Zagora, Bulgaria but have lived in the USA for the last 19 years.
Writing is something automatic for me, I have to do it or my head will hurt. In fact, I’d pay to do it if it came down to it. 

That being said, my other major hobby is reading. Poetry, graphic novels, short stories, novels and everything in between. In fact, I just finished Ask the Dust by John Fante and am now reading Klaus, a graphic novel about the origin of Santa Claus. Traveling is #3 on the list, I like being nomadic and lost.

Writing is an integral part of me, more than a hobby, but unfortunately I don’t possess the right word for it. It’s pretty much an extra limb I carry with me. I have plans to release a short story/poetry book soon.

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