The Lizard

I saw it as I walked passed the abandoned house. My pace was fast and my mind was somewhere far away, dreaming up scenarios for my future that would probably never turn into reality. Nevertheless my eye caught the movement in the darkness. It took a while for my mind to register and by the... Continue Reading →

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All in Line

The air was thick and dusty. It would make your eye water if you opened them too wide. The few men left where in their quarters. The usual sounds where not carried through the mist, no marching, no training, no singing, no sweating. That was it. The glory days where over. Tomorrow the last men... Continue Reading →

Butterflies in the Sand

Traveling is meeting people, making instant connections. The encounters are short but intense. You go all out for people you only know for a few days, they go all out for you. For a short moment you fly like a butterfly. These people are the warmth during your days in the sunshine. And then after... Continue Reading →

Out of the Inside

One day I found myself in a kitchen. I don't know how I got there but there I was, cutting carrots. To my right there was big pile of uncut orange vegetables, on my left a basket halfway filled with perfect discs. A hefty knife in my right hand and a chunky white plastic cutting... Continue Reading →

One Night

I had been travelling for a while when I found myself in a dimly lit bar in a god forsaken town in the countryside. The rain had tainted my mood and the cold had gotten in my bones. Things that would not have changed if I would have stayed in the little hotel room I... Continue Reading →

The Lion

Lion was very angry. Someone had taken away her tree, the tree she loved the most. It was the thing that provided perfect shade for her favourite resting spot. A place she would always hang out during the hottest hours of the day since she was just a little cub. Today, like every day, she... Continue Reading →

Cendre

Big and green was the being of Cendre. Beautifully quiet and busy at the same time. What do you do when you have never known pain or blackness? Just bliss, no stinky business . But beauty without ugliness is just being. It's not beauty. It is empty and plain. So Cendre was obsessed with blackness,... Continue Reading →

Waiting

The room is cold, white. The only sound is the slow rattling breathing of the person sitting two seats away. No one looks at each other, pretending to read a two year old magazine is just easier. The colourful page in front of my nose is trying to convince me to buy a product to... Continue Reading →

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