aleksandra k. valkova
poet & actress
hi there!
my name is Aleksandra. I’m a poet & writer scribbling from the eclectic chaos of London.
my mind often feels like a tangled ball, with many yarn strings poking out of it, leading me in different directions, all driven by the insatiable desire to uncover the purpose of my life, the meaning of love and pain and everything in-between.
I love with an extremely open heart, aiming to experience life for everything that it is -with all its lessons and heartache, wonder and wander..
when I’m not coaxing emotions onto paper, you’ll find me either lost in a sea of loose-leaf tea, sipping it as if it’s a competitive sport - i suppose that’s the only thing that makes me British considering I’m everything but that, or getting lost in others’ lives in the art of acting - because what better way to learn about yourself than by putting yourself in the minds of others.
with love,
Aleksandra
i know nothing about..
alcohol
On Thursday, April 18th, I find myself striding from 58 Stoke Newington Rd to Kingsland Rd in Dalston, tightly clutching a pair of pre-loved jeans wrapped meticulously in a lead-coloured medium parcel bag, braving the spitting rain and relentless gusts of wind. My mission: find the parcel shop and dispatch my package to its new owner, a mere 30 minutes before my best friend’s open mic night.
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