I remember the mornings when my feet didn’t carry me
sometimes I feel like I'm going crazy
in a black and white world
I run to catch my thoughts
I sink and fly in the middle of the stings
numbness is real
at least in this reality
26/11/2017
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- ⛶ Book 1: Henkäys 71
- ⛶ haiku 16
- ⛶ you-poetry series 7
- ⛶ i-poetry series 6
- ⛶ naked thought 5
- ⛶ queer 2
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The poems have currently been translated all the way back to October 2016, others will mostly appear in Finnish. I hope you can still enjoy the ones that are translated!
Number of poems still to be translated
- fi 515