I hate you hate me

I hear tiresome laughter. I’m dehydrated and feel pressure in my right kidney. I see an attractive guy throw a glance at me when saying “tschüß.” I taste blood between my teeth. You can never be careful with dental floss, not when you have impatient, nervous and angry hands. They have no sense of precision, Read More …

Smooth talker

Disorganization has never been a friend of mine. Still, only now do I feel that I’ve become the personification of incompetence. I’m socially inept, and I scandalously fall for every third man that walks past. Who am I? Hesse? Observations make you paranoid after a while. People have wondered why I’m good at assessing other Read More …

Laurie’s Cottage Pie

Laurie was standing half-naked in front of the bathroom mirror, blow-drying her hair. Her son Vincent was making noises. “Mum! MUM!” He pulled at Laurie’s underwear so that she accidentally hit her head with the blowdryer. The string of her underwear slapped hard against her hip. “For God’s sake, Vince! Watch it!” There was no Read More …

Let go of the knife

Even when saying that I’ll only sleep a maximum of seven hours, I know it won’t work, not when you have a terrible headache triggered by fake smiles, simulated enthusiasm and Heaney’s Finders Keepers. Old lame poetry before bedtime is worse than a children’s lullaby. I slept well for eleven hours last night, except that Read More …