When we were kids we had time to look at clouds

They were looking for figurines in the sky
next to each other flat on the grass
when she asked:

"If you could have super powers
- what would you choose?"

"I would like to fly," said the boy,
gazing up at the clouds.

"And you?"

"Freeze time."

Poetry: Racket, love.

So we were there

jumping up and down to heavy metal racket

listening to each others' heartbeats

losing control...

raising our hands

setting our hearts free

From the corner of my eye

I captured you

your smile

the way you squint your eyes to good music

oh, how I loved the way you shook your head

to that racket.

Poetry: Dear Uncle

Tonight

music on the radio

triggers memories of you

your last days

the night we went walking

you holding my hand

I was balancing

but you were the one

on the verge between life and death

someone was pushing you

you had poison in your blood

and I knew

so I told you

before there was no hand to hold

and no birthday parties to look forward to

everything that you meant