Elizaveta Yankelovich

One day very soon I’ll be living in a beautiful green place in a yurt… I’m going to have one yurt for dreaming, one yurt for french kissing, one yurt for foot massages, one yurt will be for rolling in cotton candy, and one yurt for art making…. I’ll have a yurt for our billy goats, one yurt for our ponies, one yurt for our dogs, one yurt for our goldfishes, and one yurt for our alpacas…. oh yes and one yurt for our giraffes … and one yurt for the chickens that I’ll  spray paint gold and neon black… oh yes and one more for ewoks… we will grow things like endless crops of ginger, sparklers, glo – sticks, artichokes and winterberries that explode in our mouths… we will create moonshine that makes our brains melt and our hearts lick our insides…. we will enjoy moonshine flowers that will grow wildly all the way up to the moon and make the moon fall in love with us and want to hang with us every night and caress us all with moon loveliness while we swim in moonshine delight…..everything we eat shall be heart shaped forever even when we chew it and it goes into our tummy it will stay heart shaped….even when we poo… little poo shaped hearts will float out of our bums…. even the ponies  and other animals will eat heart shaped food like heart shaped hay and heart shaped grass… and we’ll eat heart shaped sandwiches, heart shaped corn and  heart shaped burgers, heart shaped radishes and heart shaped shrimp…. we will all go on journeys through the trees and mountains and try to catch clouds with our teeth and collect treasures like really long blades of grass…pinecones….wolf teeth….baby mermaid scales…unicorn hair… and phoenix feathers …. then we’ll go home to our yurts…. and glue everything we found to our bodies and tie them into our hair…. we will sit around a fire and tell stories about water that isn’t wet and clouds that need to eat people to survive… and dragons that marry ocean waves…. and trees that fly and try to eat the sky but the sky evades them every time…. I will also build a tree house that looks over our yurts … where I’ll live on days that the sky has a tinge of pink …and I’ll sit on the roof and blow bubbles flavored with my spit after eating caramel popcorn over our yurts….and the bubbles will float over all the animals and land on their noses and pop yummily in their mouths…. the tree house will have a telescope that can read minds… it will also have a huge heart shaped tank of rainbow water filled with sea horses and frogs that speak french and mandarin, and a language that combines both with mongolian and then they discuss teenage mutant ninja turtles and how April and  Michaelangelo were so hot for nights on end…. My little dream place of yurts, tree house and animal friends will be the official lovers of the sun…. the sun and us will make babies…we will taste the sun in our mouths… the sun will taste us in it’s mouth forever and chew us up and spit us out and roll us around and lick us all over…. the sun and the clouds will fight over us and tumble and rumble… yell and fight…then make love hard to see who could do it harder and then whoever did do it harder gets to do all of us all over again…. One day very soon… this will be my life…. until then I will live and love and dream and role play scenarios of pandas and tigers having hard dirty rough consensual sex with the universe in it’s drunken state of chaos…. xo

Dear Magic,

This might seem odd or maybe you get this all the time… but …. how do I say this….well I WANT you…. I want to eat you up I want to lick your face I want to steal you and never give you back…. I want to duct tape ourselves together…I want to chew gum with you and blow really big bubbles and have the bubbles conjoin and surround us and push us together so that we are a sticky mess of magicalness… I want to get braces and have you get braces so that when we kiss our braces intertwine and get stuck… I want to be in a band with you where we both are the lead singers but we have to stick our tongues down each others throats to hear ourselves sing… I want to fly away on a really large tambourine and find dinosaur bones with you so that we can build us a hut with them where we can paint ourselves and birdwatch of our deck…. I want you to love me and paint my toe nails with glittery gold nail polish…. I want you to stalk me wherever I go even in the bathroom when I’m going poo…I want you to violate me every second of every day of every week of every month of every year till I die…and even when I die I want you to violate me after I’m reincarnated into a red panda or an abandoned kitten… I want you to ride my bike with me and gangbang the wind with me…. I want you to make moccasins with me and twirl my hair….. I want to roll you up in a cloud and tie you up with lightning and coat you with bacon and eat you up…. and then I’d puke you up and we’d hug forever and ever and ever and then I’d give you my favorite horse with the braided hair and then we could go to the drive thru and eat burgers and rub ketchup all over each other and stick popcorn in our ears….. I know this might be overwhelming…. and I hope you understand that I’m not looking for a one – night stand … I want you forever and I’ll do ANYTHING for you…. Magic be Mine….. Love Me xo