Tag Archives: death

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”

The Stained Man – a short story

It’s a solemn morning for the man who is busy pouring his coffee down the drain. He is mad, for all he can see is the stain, the stain on his white shirt which, in his mind, represents his life. He mutters to himself as he watches the rain trickle down the window pane; “I’mContinue reading “The Stained Man – a short story”

The Nesting Sorrow

There is grief circling mind, like a ring of wildfire, it surrounds every thought. Not letting anything in, nor out. I push the memories back because they remind me, and reminciscing leads to tears and crying hurts. I woke up with a blistering headache, piercing through my head as if it was a spear ofContinue reading “The Nesting Sorrow”

Sweltering heat, Warmer humans

Last Sunday we got on the plane from Accra to Tamale Airport. I got the strange sensation of that Camilla and I were wildlings and we were about to conquer the north, behind the wall. Because it is a wall,  it seperates  the “rich and the rich poverty” of Accra from extreme poverty in theContinue reading “Sweltering heat, Warmer humans”

Bargaining With Life

A lot is happening at the same time. We are working hard with The Free Projects , the event is on Saturday and we are smashing out videos, posters, invitations and what not. I love it. It’s what I’ve dreamt of for a long time, working together with close friends with almost complete creative freedom. At the sameContinue reading “Bargaining With Life”

I Should Have Gone Yesterday

My brother is sitting to my left and my sister to my right. We’re in the car on our way to Östersund and it is the Summer of 2015. Our father is driving and mom is in the passengers seat. It’s like the good old days during summer when we all went on family-trips togetherContinue reading “I Should Have Gone Yesterday”

I Have The Power Over Your Life

It’s a late Thursday-night. My mother and I are talking in the kitchen. Earlier this day our Dachshund, Snaps, with 15 years in his back, took a dump whilst he was eating. He also pees inside the house during night. When we go out on “walks” (50-100m long) he sniffs at one spot for such aContinue reading “I Have The Power Over Your Life”