Inside Portrait

Two days ago, I posted a portrait, that shows what I think I should look like from the outside. Because inside I feel so differently from what I actually see in the mirror. Don’t get me wrong: I am content with my looks, but they don’t seem to cover everything I feel I am. MyContinue reading “Inside Portrait”

Inside World

A Poem By Eva Mout In here, since last year, all halls deserted, clocks slowing down, hardly any visitors, and their last few footsteps printed with caution One sits and one waits True moments of courage, then cringing and crawling, for one aims to please Wonderful schemes  and ancient dreams will never be dreamt again