Flickr Friday


Herzkompott und anderer Schmierkram
I place my dislocated leg into the freezer (next to your heart). Quiet and cold as a souvenir, maybe as deposit, like you want (I don’t want it anymore). I don’t want to run (away) any longer, falling apart from fleeing, stumbling, tumbling. The shoe pinches (the fear as well).

Text by Anna Töws

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