5 Annoying Things I don’t miss about Berlin
About a month ago I came home from Berlin and after a short but expected down-phase I am feeling pretty good being back in a smaller city for
Warm Hands, Cold Body (Short Poem)
It’s been a year since I’ve been here last. It’s the same house but a different room. Trees outside are covered in snow. A small river fights against the cold. Ice breaks
Powerless
Just a quick short story about life, living in a class system society and the rush of time.