Category Archives: Writings

Our Wonky Digital Consciousness

We’re experiencing from screens; human, animal, machine. I feel like I’ve been to the US, Africa and Asia, I sure make references as if I would’ve. I pluck a vague memory from a series made in anywhere, which faulty leads me to believe, this, what I see, is how it must be there. I feelContinue reading “Our Wonky Digital Consciousness”

The Search for Completion

It’s easy to become restless on an empty sea. I searched for islands, islets and land. I found nothing there. I continued, I hoped for rowdy waves, deep caves even whales. My patience departed as I struck my foot down on a nail. Blood came out and ah, finally, pain. It wasn’t the sensation IContinue reading “The Search for Completion”

Blushing Storm

Fearless in my own skin, I struck I swept in, caught you off-guard My sounds showered your mind, sent shivers through your spine We rumbled together that night drenched in the moment absorbed by each other I was a lot for you, covering the sky with my presence you encouraged it We calmed down theContinue reading “Blushing Storm”

a Sweltering Summer

I came naked out of the shower when I noticed; the first rays of summer-sun shone onto my bed. As if they were a blanket, I crawled underneath them and let their gentle warmth caress my body. This body which had yearned for their touch throughout a winter’s eternity. As she spread her energy allContinue reading “a Sweltering Summer”

I found my smile in Paris

The vibrant swaying of the bass-strings, they lure me in until I’m thrown out and caught by the whimsical beating of the drums. Rhythmic, never harmful. Dumbfounded, I smile.  I watch the drummer as I imitate his moves with my arms. In response, he raises an eyebrow in amused confusion. I’m swept up by theContinue reading “I found my smile in Paris”

Content Overload

We’re thoughts circling the insides of a beehive Colliding, connecting, introspecting We think to achieve, to thrive and believe All has been said, I think, as I lay down my pen No thought is unique, it’s all on repeat My words are shadows of scribbled notes, of poems, novels, of scripts from before But, whatContinue reading “Content Overload”

See and make seen

I didn’t know you for long. A day after your death I backtracked how long we actually had known each other for. I counted two months, an insight which lead to instant disappointment because in this world we put the length of any relationship on a piedestal. I pushed that annoying inkling of disappointment awayContinue reading “See and make seen”

Momentarily Truths

The eyes we meet, the words we speak in the now we guess in the morrow we know the words were spoken but the guessings were broken the eyes we met fret nothing the mind to which the eyes belonged, listened to understand did its’ utter most to grasp drew conclusions even but you know,Continue reading “Momentarily Truths”

Sizzling Connection

Between two souls lie a path it’s riddled with obstacles they hold hands and on the path they play jump run dodge to the ground one looks forward one looks backward so to keep an eye open for all that may intervene they hord experiences along the way picking fruits from each other’s brains They’reContinue reading “Sizzling Connection”

Your mind goes beautifully with that dress

You tell me how beautiful I look how my dress makes you shook Your body leaves no doubt it yearns for mine with all its might Your compliments I sow, for vanity is not to tow however My looks are in diminuendo my mind’s a brave crescendo Filled with deviations in need of attention AttemptingContinue reading “Your mind goes beautifully with that dress”

Learning how to be content

I pull my hair in what’s a combination of stress and frenzy. It’s dry and frazzled. I’ve been expecting it to fall off this winter. A winter that has been too long and cold. I’ve also been expecting myself to run away several times but I never have. Instead I’ve tucked the notion of otherContinue reading “Learning how to be content”

Insights with great impact, drawn from tiny moments

The four of us sat in an Airbnb bed, freshly arrived into an Amsterdam in February shroud, sipping Cava and red wine. A constellation of friends that has not been obvious but rather worked on. Connected through our eagerness to connect, out of curiosity for one another. Sharing memories of current and former boyfriends throughContinue reading “Insights with great impact, drawn from tiny moments”

Intelligent scum

What if people a hundred years from now will look back at us in the” rich” world and ask: Why didn’t you stop this from happening? There are no flowers any longer We have no trees The bees no longer buzz around our elbows and knees The sun is scorching our skin water tastes likeContinue reading “Intelligent scum”

Stockings too thin

Shoulders up by my ears Freezing wind, forcing tears A jacket too cold Stockings too thin Autumn begging to begin Kisses from him Comforts me in the whirlwind of endings; beginnings losses; winnings Every winter I flee to a land with endless green leaves Yet I remain for here are my kin keeping me warmContinue reading “Stockings too thin”

The elusive concept of being one’s own boss

Suddenly the limbo-state in which I’ve found myself to be in for a while, cleared up and showed me what it was actually about. I’ve felt torn between running my own business and waiting for someone else to command me to do something. I’ve wanted to start my own company since I was 16 (I’mContinue reading “The elusive concept of being one’s own boss”

Peeling layers of thought

I’ve been writing all day. I went to Haymarket, looked around in the beautiful milieu and had a coffee, or two actually, very important. The act of going to a place to write, is special. You designate time to write. I don’t do that very often, but when I do, I cherish every second. IContinue reading “Peeling layers of thought”

LEVEL UP: Adulthood

I sleep a lot these days. It’s as if my body and mind are slowly thawing, waking up from this winter’s hibernation. Spring is stalling and it’s frustrating to see the buds do everything in their power to come through but instead they get pushed back by frosty nights. I am traveling to Italy nextContinue reading “LEVEL UP: Adulthood”

Fall. In. Love. Again. and. Again

I fell in love three days ago when we sat in the bed of a friend, surrounded by friends, and we made jokes that no one else gets This morning you walked into the bathroom as a bearded man When you came out you had shed your beard I on the other hand, shed nothingContinue reading “Fall. In. Love. Again. and. Again”

Little Miss Fuck-Up

Yesterday I went out bowling and got drunk instead of studying. Today my wrist is hurting from the bowling balls, guess that’s the price you have to pay when you’re the winner 😉 I try to let go of control, an attempt to not live up to the “Little Miss Perfect” – ideal. I don’tContinue reading “Little Miss Fuck-Up”

Free-writing my way to freedom

I’m in a room on Gotland in a beautiful summer house. There are five new, for me, people sleeping in the other rooms. They’re my team-mates on this shortfilm-shoot. Yesterday I rode for four hours straight and I felt empowered and free sitting on the horse Irina. My co-actress and I roamed the fields, cantered,Continue reading “Free-writing my way to freedom”

Stockholm Charades

Summer flies to foreign countries the spirits of autumn settle in People, kissed by a healing wind waiting for the harsh winter to begin as the sun enters hibernation Swedes work on their winter accusations but in their minds live warm memories of Summer fragments that will keep them together

Human-waste

A man on the subway Sunken cheeks, skinny bones, White tufts of hair on his head Blue, coming on grey, eyes Carved roads on his forehead – marks from all the times he’s reacted to something Laughinkles next to his eyes and I see I see his stories playing before his eyes a life livedContinue reading “Human-waste”

Leaking Love

I am leaking love it’s in my footprints Smudging it into the wooden floors when I walk It’s invisible only to you You struggle your way out of bed you put your feet down on it For every step you take now, I’ll be hurting I say a sweet goodmorning You smile in response WhileContinue reading “Leaking Love”

Fields of ancient flowers

There are fields of ancient flowers They wither but never die They rise again to build floors of colored gold Imagine how much they have seen The time that has gone by From cavemen to wikings dinosaurs to bears If only they could whisper in all of our two ears All their learnings throughout theContinue reading “Fields of ancient flowers”