Baroeg Mulder & Lyy Raitala
‘My wings don’t work and there’s no water’
My wings don’t fly but the sky wants me and I want it. Not a good position for a butterfly to be in.
I chased it for a while, the sky. When I got there a dead bird welcomed me.
I still search, but what for is unclear. The city I wander in is big and strange, it’s the fragments of familiarity I follow.
It really isn’t easy to be a mermaid. The concrete is hurting my tail but I keep seeing beauty in the details of the ground. The eyes around me are busy, running around catching just a glimpse of my oddness on the dry land.
It really isn’t easy being a lonesome mermaid.
Contact:
baroegmulder@gmail.com
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