Satunnainen teksti

Unstable

I feel like;
freedom lies in scissors
better than in me

The glass spills, ripples and vibrates
quiet moments are rare
on the toe that has been rubbed
open, in the middle of all the salt
which exudes from me


7/5/2017

Note!

The poems have currently been translated all the way back to February 2017, others will mostly appear in Finnish. My apologies, the process takes quite a long time with this many poems. I hope you can still enjoy the ones that are translated!

Number of poems still to be translated

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