I met her during a theatre course. The first lesson, we had to improvise in pairs of two, I immediately scolded her for 'bitch' and 'whore', with the rest of the students applauding loudly. It was fiction. Screaming it out for a moment felt great. Sparks splashed out of my eyes, I was totally in... Lees verder →
Strange creatures
Much too late, weary creatures unable to find sleep wanders down the streets. It is such a night, where the wind petrifies my gloomy features and I dance and clash with the darkness of the night. Groaning in a period of restlessness, I jump back into the valley of banality. Shadows follow and whispers poison... Lees verder →