| I kissed him, thinking: | |
| my wings are breaking through now -- | |
| they itch on my back. | |
| Ik kuste hem, dacht: | Ich hab ihn geküsst, |
| nu breken mijn vleugels door -- | mir brechen die Flügel durch -- |
| mijn rug jeukt ervan. | mein Rücken juckt so. |
Amsterdam, 2015-01-05
But he wanted it so badly so I kissed him (Ellen Deckwitz) - 2010
Poem "Maar hij wilde het zo graag dus ik kuste hem" (collection "De steen vreest mij"), published in an earlies version in the anthology "Nog een lente" (2010)
Collection: Death on Cast
Keyword: Teenager (growing up)
Tribute to: Deckwitz, Ellen
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