When there were kisses

When there were kisses, even if only in my dreams, they could one day come true. Didn't we take that for granted? Between the embrace of dream and the solace of a stolen moment in touch lie the arrows, the bottles, the signs. The mask. We weren't meant to be this way - alone, even … Continue reading When there were kisses

Unchosen – Chapter Four

Chapter 4 - Untermenschen The next night, Peppi sat at the table across from his mother, watching the candlelight dance across his plate of potatoes and bread. They had run out of rationed meat and since the bombing, they both knew they had to let the rabbits repopulate their cages. It would be months before … Continue reading Unchosen – Chapter Four