My entire self was dominated by the vision of the beast. I was not on earth anymore. What mind could comprehend what just happened? Not the one of a 14 year old kid. My brother was gone. My friend was gone. Fantastic beasts were roaming around in the fields, and the only one who could help was an old skinny man whom I had just met. Tim starts walking like he had lost all his strenght, dwindling down the road into the direction of the settling dust. He drops down on his knees after a few steps. I felt something inside me trying to get out, to run and scream as fast and loud as I could, but somehow it couldn’t get out.Continue reading “Fiction: Golden Plains – Chaper IV”
She says, “I still have to think about him a lot.” And smiles. We meet on a park bench, she with her newspaper, me with my coffee. Actually, it should only be a short walk on a Sunday morning. Instead I met this older woman. Quite by chance. An encounter that I won’t forget so soon. She looks at the empty playground. “I often come here. Actually every morning. Then she puts her newspaper aside. Her fingers are tender despite the many wrinkles, her eyes shine as she begins to speak. Despite her age, she has not lost her zest for life.Continue reading “Thinkpiece: About chance and failed love”
You said you wanted to spend so many more summers with me.
You wanted to see so much more.
“The world, in all its width.” You said.
You wanted to taste the salty taste of the ocean,
bathe in the sea of emotions.
You wanted to flee reality, to be everywhere,
but not with yourself. “So let’s go, now!” You wrote.
You have always been a fascination for me.
Fascinatingly beautiful and dangerous.