Tag: Germany

I knew what they were doing.
I’d dare myself to go in there, just go in and appear and don’t say a thing.
They never talked.
Or perhaps it was something more.
This is it, he thinks. This is it.
He does not move.
We’ll come back later.
He has a sense, out there, of peace.
I don’t need a friend.
Autumn was moving in with stealth.
This was a revelation.
I think I’ve seen you before.
She arranged the picture in her mind.
I am getting older, you know.
Nothing made enough sense to matter.
Shall we get started?
It’s the same to me as any other place.
He’d slept dreamlessly but woke into melancholy.
So what’s the appeal?
One didn’t merely wander in.
And that was what you saw. Not this.
This could look stunning, actually.
It’s old, but it’s never been used.
I am busy, but I’ll take a break.
But do you mind if I ask a quick question?
I know I shouldn’t have turned up without an appointment.
I can personally assure you that everything’s just fine.
What she was looking for wasn’t there.
It wasn’t easy to see what separated one Martian from another.
How pretentious of me!
It was clear to me that there was no romance between them.
These occasions stick and hold.
I tried to think about this.
I had to stop before it killed me.
There was something satisfying and hard-won about this.
I sat and thought, forgot to keep thinking, then started over.
It made me want to go home and stay there.
Who were these people, minute to minute and year after year?
All I felt was a shattered space.
I wanted the stain to last for days and weeks.
Was it some freakified gesture of reverence?
I didn’t know what this was.
I stood in front of store windows studying my reflection.
I walked the streets looking for people who might look at me.
We went for walks together.
Who do you want to be?
OK. OK. I was wrong. The whole time. About everything.
Happy in this moment, just as it was.
Who was happy right now?
Sometimes it was so frustrating!