Category Archives: Africa

As if I tried to catch the wind

I held out my hands for love, but it seems to me all I caught was wind. My years have run away like sand through my fingers and I now face my last life years and I’m still alone. Oh, … Continue reading

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A boy from Morocco

In English below the Swedish lines Han var en pojke från Marocko Han kom långt från sin komfortzon Han träffade en kvinna från Sverige Han var en pojke från Marocko, Han brukade stödja sin mamma Han brukade be sina böner … Continue reading

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Raining

        We call it “April weather”. I sat the other day in my dreary and cold room in Sweden and sent him a lonesome line: “it’s raining..!” Later that day I wrote: “Still raining…!” Then he came … Continue reading

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If I were a lesbian?

I’m not in general attracted to women. But as a girl child I dreamed about look like Audrey Hepburn. (A very unrealistic dream!) As older I like the Joan Jett look. So I must fancy a certain female look? Yet … Continue reading

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The Crucial question

      And now it comes to this call true love not conquers it all. So then – will I go or will I stay when you ask me to look the other way? Love not covers for anything … Continue reading

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Is this really happening in Europe, August 2015, part 1

Riot police, tear gas and knife-bearing fences against refugees from Syria. Europe’s startling refugee crisis, unparalleled perhaps since World War II, has generated all sorts of alarmist headlines. A right-wing British tabloid bemoaned the “swarms” flooding across the Channel. Anti-immigration … Continue reading

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Black and white and bleeding red

 (Short story about black and white, and bleeding red)     It’s snowing heavily, whitening my whole world, while I slowly walk my old and stiff joints to the bus stop. I shuffles clumsily through the slush, while I try … Continue reading

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