Let me rot and lay my bones on you. I have yet to arrive, this road is long and full of turns, but let me cry at the cells growing in our throats. Time folds onto itself, skin touching skin, saliva from my mouth to yours, from your mouth to

It is imperative that I remind myself that the four walls that enclose the air I breathe do not delimit the world end. It is paramount for me to look at and witness my life as it unfolds in front of my eyes. A book contains its story even when

I got given a 200€ voucher that I can spend on Zalando and my Doc Martens that I bought 13 years ago are reaching a non-return point. Six months ago I put some duct tape inside to cover the hole that made their waterproofness a lie. It’s working so far,

Between me and homeTime is still in its flowingA river never changesOr always does I live through realitiesI am nothing but a plantAn iPhone in my hand