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over the edge

The new life I’ve grown to love is coming to an end. No whining anymore, I have to act. I was assigned to another module I didn’t like? Then I should use my free time to do what makes me feel alive, photograph as often as I can. Make progress with my exchange semester plans. People don’t care about me and I’ll be alone at the end, everything will be lost when I’m back in autumn? So be it. But in...

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Hurricane

April is stormy and passes by in a haze. My fear of being hurt and abandoned prevails. Lines and lines of squished words fill my notebook. The smaller and unreadable, the better. To avoid people reading it accidentally. I write during classes, boring speeches, lunch break, in the bus. The notebook is almost full. I wish the void within me could be filled as easily. The words don’t make a lot of sense, but I write as much as I can, hoping that a flash of genius would...

The Silence You Leave

Monday evening. I’m walking through a dead village. The wind creates scary noises in the black foliage above me, the rain on the asphalt reflects the street lights. It’s cold, my hand is cold and with no distraction around me I can’t help but notice the void you’ve left. The sky above me is pitch-black, there is no moon I can look at that would soothe my heart. My hand feels cold and I suspiciously turn around because of every step that disrupts the...