Nora
I am going down to the docks
following the steps of my childhood
kicking rocks on the way
and suffering from indiscretion
Nora
I am winking at strangers
in passing SUVs looking
for some kind of environmental danger
because I'm not satisfied
how could I be?
Nora
I think we lost everyone
somewhere in the past few weeks
I still have sandfleas and eagle feathers
but the nostalgia
is merely that:
nostalgic
Nora
I think we're losing Jessie
she's punching walls
and throwing herself to the sea
screaming out loud
I'm trying to reach her
but the North is pulling too hard
Nora
I just called somebody a feminazi
its the second time in my life
humanity disappoints me
I hate
what the feminist movement has become
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