When the Ladies of Love Left
door Sanne Derks & Ingrid Gercama
During the lockdown I only felt safe outside on my own balcony. But while I sat there, the trapped feeling coincided with the image of the bars of the balcony railing, which had suddenly become bars.
by Bregje Tit
Simpel metafoor maar zo herkenbaar. Dat thuis niet meer thuis voelt.
When the Ladies of Love Left