1992

The memory,
The image I want to cling on
Yet the colours (are) fading,
Turning into black and white

One breath
One blink of an eye – merely
No need to rush
To say goodbye

Born in 1992
Young but ready to redo
The same mistakes
As so many others
Before and those to come

Anne Lill:

Far too young and much too familiar
These pauses forces to look into the mirror
Reflection, projection, or simply memorize
That vicious itching in the corner of my eye

Emily & Harri:

One breath
One blink of an eye – merely
No need to rush
There is time

Born in 1992…