Out of my “Testimony without witnesses”
"The love clochard, you could have written, is a human, who loses everything, his roof, his sanity, his warm bed. Like Nizon's human, who becomes a beggar in Paris, it eventually dissolves and disappears.”
35_the nevermore dialogues
First, in a first step, over a long process, you lose hope, that there is a therapy for your illness in the near future. This hopelessness turns into fact, also a process, that your life, so ...
Portrait_Mel
I guess that was Mel, what is called gifted. I wasn't interested. Outwardly she still walked around like a child, that the mother wore. She wasn't inconspicuous, her ashen locks bobbed during each of her snagging S ...
Memory_Carmela
Her name was Carmela Milazzo. Her father worked in the village factory by the river. For a year she sat right behind me, and when the teacher called her name, schnellte ich herum und starrte Carmela Milazzo an. She sat there, like a dream, she seemed e.g ...
Memory_Lisa
Lisa was the prettiest in the village, but she lived in the most dilapidated house on the railway embankment. Lisa was omnipresent: her swaying form, she already had breasts, her blue ones, eyes wreathed with lashes, ihre Stupsnase und die schulterlangen dunkelblonden Lo ...
Portrait_Mark
Nobody knew, if there was a father. on the seas? Or diplomat? The mother had long, fell, Greasy hair. Kind and confused she put the candles in the cake, but wrong, on Mark's eleventh birthday. Except for me and two others ...
Portrait_Pamela
Pamela was older than me, fourteen maybe. She lived at the top of the hill, there, where the road flattened. Pamela's parents, so was rumored, didn't exactly have a conflict-free marriage, for that Pamela's mother owned, a small, dainty ...
Portrait_White
Blanca's father worked at the Neopac company on the creek, close, where he also lived with his wife and Blanca, in a cottage for foreign employees. The Neopac made tubes and cans, I believe. Early, That was at seven in the morning ...
Portrait_Christa
my first girlfriend was Christa, she never had time. Christa already made dinner for her two older brothers and their parents in kindergarten, Salad and ravioli. Christa's parents were busy lawyers, they were way cooler ...