Lize van Kooy reflects on On Earth
door Foam
Lockdown blues
Like possums at night, we crawled around the open cafes after nearly two months of a complete
lockdown, avoiding eye contact, waiting for the headlights to expose our sins the moment we would
occupy a vacant seat.
My stories are a collection of aphorisms, anecdotes and short adventures inspired and written by the idleness of quarantine. They’re observations of a seemingly unchanging environment that hides many stories, revealed only when observed closely.
by Nezzie K.
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