Love, Loathing, and Flat-Packed Furniture

Dear Long Lost Ex-Høsbånd, I find myself today at IKEA. There are many options out there for low-cost home goods, but somehow I always end up here. Something to do with the meatballs. . Hey — remember the home we used to share? The centrally-located 2.5 room Altbau where you continue to live, but without …

A Timeless Glance

  I wonder who he sees when he looks out at me? Does he see a lost child or divinity staring through me? Seen he has, many a night and many a days, Until all his years hath fade. His wrinkled brow and hair silvery white, Reminding of a life just passing by. Hither and …