10th post: June 4, 1940: The Last Day of Dunkirk Evacuation


Feels like we’ve been running to the cottage.
That stand still blue cottage near the beach, that you have showed me the photograph before.
I have been keeping them safely–your letters, the photograph–sitting in silence inside my pocket military uniform.
Both of our silhouette constantly tailing our presence, trying to merge with the time.
Our preexistence.

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9th post: Truthplanation.

Finally, revealed.
Peeled skins falling down, exposed and bare as well.
Here comes the time approaching me, telling what exactly you have been hiding inside for years.

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