Irina Lucia
@irinalucia.bsky.social
Transylvania-raised librarian & journalist spotting cracks in systems, headlines & human shields. Built on old books & new codes — and stubborn enough to practice kindness anyway
A pigeon at my brunch, a jellyfish on a beach, a butterfly in Yosemite.
A president in La Moneda, another in Kyiv.
Orwell, with his wound always whispering.
Fragile bodies, pierced — but somehow louder than monuments.
— spotted in Gràcia, not far from where Colometa’s pigeons once flew.
A president in La Moneda, another in Kyiv.
Orwell, with his wound always whispering.
Fragile bodies, pierced — but somehow louder than monuments.
— spotted in Gràcia, not far from where Colometa’s pigeons once flew.
August 18, 2025 at 6:31 PM
A pigeon at my brunch, a jellyfish on a beach, a butterfly in Yosemite.
A president in La Moneda, another in Kyiv.
Orwell, with his wound always whispering.
Fragile bodies, pierced — but somehow louder than monuments.
— spotted in Gràcia, not far from where Colometa’s pigeons once flew.
A president in La Moneda, another in Kyiv.
Orwell, with his wound always whispering.
Fragile bodies, pierced — but somehow louder than monuments.
— spotted in Gràcia, not far from where Colometa’s pigeons once flew.
As to the "golden age" of "peace", let me rely on Atwood's accurate description of all "great" dictators, who, "first arrived on the scene bearing banners of utopian futures in which all would be changed for the infinitely better, once a few obstacles had been removed", including whole nations.
March 10, 2025 at 7:38 AM
As to the "golden age" of "peace", let me rely on Atwood's accurate description of all "great" dictators, who, "first arrived on the scene bearing banners of utopian futures in which all would be changed for the infinitely better, once a few obstacles had been removed", including whole nations.