Pure happiness, or rather, an electricity that Explodes, takes flight, spills out From an unknown place into the deep Between the spirit and the heart It isn’t just a simple sequence of different movements, But a power that unites mind and body. A magic that makes you metamorphose, every time, Like a butterfly in spring.The body becomes light,It’s the pen with which …
Parties to this agreement namely I hereinafter referred to as the boy my rapist hereinafter referred to as the man actions of this agreement namely indecent assault hereinafter referred to as the assault location of the agreement namely a landscape in France with views of Mont Saint-Michel hereinafter referred to as the playing field taking into consideration that the man declares that he still has memories of the boy described below that the boy declares that he can …
It’s unclear whether Barbie is a cool, older sister or a mother. Because Barbie can be anything she wants to be: a stewardess, an astronaut, the president, a bride. You can buy Barbies in a wheelchair and Barbies on rollerskates. Barbie as a bride is timeless. The only thing Barbie doesn’t have is a funeral …
A head that has been chopped off, looks as if – for a split second at least – it knows that it has been chopped off. A sad thought to have as your last one: ‘I’ve been chopped off’. Perhaps some chopped-off heads think something completely different, but ‘I’ve been chopped off’ is the most …
‘So…,’ I asked my husband, ‘have you got round to loving me yet?’ My husband was watching the football. They scored. With an excited ‘Yeeesss!’ in my ear, I walked back to my room in another part of the house, truly satisfied with his answer. The art of living is knowing where to find the …
I’m climbing a wall. It’s a waste of my time and energy; it would be a lot easier to just lower the wall and step over it. But it’s not like that in my world. I’ve got to go up against the forces of nature. …
I was walking past a sports field with my mother. ‘Look,’ she pointed, ‘pretty, isn’t it’. The side of the path was littered with beer cans, all of them green. There were so many of them that it wasn’t an ugly sea of litter, but more like a mosaic of grass and cans in various …
Once upon a time there was a man who had too many thoughts. He had so many thoughts that he didn’t know what to do with them. He piled them up until his head was fit to burst. He tried to forget about them by diving headfirst into his work. But at the end of …
EN: John is a 21 year old student from England who has a passion for languages and the ways they interact with each other, so this project is like a dream come true for him. John speaks English (native), Spanish, Dutch and German. His other interests include music, theatre, running and trying not to kill …
I didn’t need anyone to comfort me. Skidmark didn’t need any help, Bunny could look after himself perfectly well. Out of nowhere came shrieking voices that ridiculed me: how weak, how soft, how fragile, how delicate and sensitive. I wished they would stop this wild party in my head. I screamed, I howled, my salty …