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Home.

  Home is a strange concept for me. Most people need to return to their house to feel ”home”. Most people have a place where they feel grounded. I never had roots, I don’t feel any attachment to a certain place. I often got sorry looks when I tried to explain my rootlessness. I don’t…… Continue reading Home.

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In between…

  A constant hum, the steady and subtle vibration rocks me in some kind of half-sleepiness… Not quite awake, yet not knocked down by the long hours spent getting ready for this, I float in between waters. I wish counsciousness would go for a walk down the aisle, and give me a much needed break.…… Continue reading In between…

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Us…

  How could I ever translate my love for you into words? It didn’t even exist before we met…   I thought I had known love when our eyes first engaged in this mysterious tango, in the middle of the crowd. I thought I had felt it many times… But it was all just silliness.…… Continue reading Us…

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The hermit – part 9

  She counted the tablets one more time. Aligned on the kitchen table, she knew she had enough, but she didn’t want to need them to stop suffering. With labor’s day long weekend, most of her neighbours were away, gone to celebrate life with their families. The building was unusually quiet. No one would notice…… Continue reading The hermit – part 9

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I am Debra…

  He was a bit dizzy and far from steady on his feet. One drink… He only needed one drink to stop his hands from shaking. Beer, wine, cider, liquor… Anything would do the trick, he just needed it now. One hand pressed on the bed, to keep his balance, he pulled the wires attached…… Continue reading I am Debra…

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The peddler…

Previously posted on November 20th of 2016 It was an almost nameless little town, in an almost unknown country-side area. With little houses planted, like trees, far enough away from each other, that two neighbours could have lived their whole life without knowing they even existed, if one had no curiousity. She lived in the…… Continue reading The peddler…

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Vessel…

  They say What you see is what you get! But don’t be fooled when you look my way. You might see this more than average woman, not beautiful, nor especially ugly. Not dressed to get your attention, no make up, no flashy jewelery. Not speaking loud when speaking at all. I blend in the crowd,…… Continue reading Vessel…