Traveling Memories – Lost

I woke up brutally to his yelling from the bathroom. “Someone broke in during the night!” he screamed, his hands flapping in the air, as if he was trying to express his distress with semaphore. Who still knows semaphore anyway, I meant to ask him, but I didn’t think that would be of any help… “They took all your Montréal memories away!” Montréal? That barely … Continue reading Traveling Memories – Lost

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Waiting for the Woodpeckers

I was sitting on your doorstep trying to think in an Canadian way, while waiting for the woodpeckers to come, I imagined taking a walk with you, or waiting to meet your parents, using my best French, which I don’t speak by the way, Imagination takes me far away, and closer to you but I do miss seeing your eyes light up when the Danish … Continue reading Waiting for the Woodpeckers

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My Fastest Car

I avowed to drive my fastest car leaving Europe in my wake, with “Canada, or Bust” as my motto,   The road, seemed uncertain as I circumvented the seas, the wars and the borders of Sovereign Nations,   As I pulled into the outskirts of Montréal I realized, I’d forgotten her address, being back on my kitchen table, in Denmark,   “Drat, and Dagnabbit”, I … Continue reading My Fastest Car

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