If you had seen her grow, she would have become a flower.
Blooming in the rain.
With roots deep in the ground.
With the earth embracing her.
And holding her through storm, thunder and rain.
With a blossom welcoming the sun.
But she grew without your eyes.
Without your thoughts and words.
And they left an empty space.
An empty space to fall into.
They left her heart uprooted.
They left her leaves scattered in the wind.
And the earth too dry to hold her back.
Now her branches are wild and have outgrown you.
Her branches have grown into spaces you don’t know.
And there are thorns upon her skin!
A skin still asking to be touched.
But if you had seen her grow, she would have blossomed in storm, in thunder and in summer rain.
Can you see her as a flower still?
Why there is a woman burning on Cologne Townhall – the case of Katharina Henoth
There is a girl on fire! Right upfront the Cologne townhall’s façade. My witch and I went to visit her to bring her haunted tale to you! The woman in questions was called Katharina Henoth, and her case is actually a very interesting one. For 57 years, she lived a rather normal life belonging to…
The tragedy of our time
I wanted to live through a kind of historical catastrophe that would allow for a lost kiss, when the pandemic hit. I thought that in any other kind of disaster, people would have one last dance, and care about each other. I thought that people would eventually die as humans, with their heart open. By…
How are we human?
How am I to bemy own Melody No one ever hearsThat ran out of breathNever found ears? How am I to beMy own imageryForgotten by lightThat will never be seenNever found eyes? How am I to knowThat I still have skinWhen I growWithout touchInto the cold? How am I to knowHow to laughWhen I’m left…
