Tobias was one of those men the women did not seem to know were men at all. He was a confidant, soul comforter, helper in distress, but none could apparently imagine him as a lover or partner. They came to him when they needed something. „Tobilein“, they said then, because it had become natural, and …
„You’re beautiful,“ I say, amazed, as you turn to the mirror. Your blue summer dress has no wearer, and I realize that the little girl you were just a young woman has become. Your body is now more than a hint, a promise, it has fully unfolded, and your laughter permeates the house.
Inspired by Kieran Halpin „Farewell to pride“ Trapped in the everyday life, Gathered from all the things, Which are to be done, Compressed by the pressure of the factual, I had no choice, Because I did not want it. No time. No patience. No need.