it feels like we ate the same fucking food every day
for too long
then suddenly someone brought something we have forgotten
that
taste of youth
taste of childhood
taste of watermelon
and the necklace you can eat
taste of freedom
what we loved
but we were robbed of
no more, no more
long gone
now my cloak's off
do,
go
in slow-mo.
photo by: @liv.kaminska
