The man who lost the will to love

The jungle He was born in the jungle of Bali. His earliest memory was the sound of the rain pouring down on the tin roof in the middle of the night. He was lying in bed, surrounded by the soft white shades of the mosquito net. It made him feel safe, embraced by a thick,…

Tot de dood ons scheidt?

Artikel 1 van de 12-delige serie: ‘Liefde en seksualiteit’ in Pioniers Magazine Toen ik zeven jaar was, besloot ik dat ik nooit zou gaan trouwen. Ik was in gesprek met mijn moeder, destijds nog een devoot Katholiek, en ze legde me uit: ‘Als je gaat trouwen, beloof je: ‘Wij blijven bij elkaar tot de dood ons…

Commute to work – only in Pisac

  First I let the dogs pass, so they don’t run me over while I climb over the back wall and down the path, into the neighbors’ field. Better to take a shortcut, saves me at least 5 minutes. Good Coski and Salka, the dogs, are so used to the cows and the sheep they…

Fuck ‘em

If you try to save a drowning man and he spits in your face and says: ‘Leave me alone, I have to go through this’ fuck it let him drown go for a swim If you love someone and climb on the roof to shout it out and he says: ‘What will the neighbours say?’…