Goodbye, Trees

Goodbye trees. I’m walking away from you, in total darkness. You welcomed me into your branches like arms, with your rough trunks you dried my tears. With my tears I watered you. With my tears I cleansed myself. I walked past you everyday, many times a day. You fed my soul, my heart sang, purified…

On Sadness and Trees

I have a little more than a week left in my apartment. I was never particularly happy in it, because it’s a loft, and so I get a lot of light, even at night. I like nights to be dark. But I love the neighbourhood. All around me there are trees, trees everywhere. When I…