It smells good
Friday afternoon class. The building is breathing slowly and the sun is bending through the glass. In the second module, Alexandra
My best friend
It was a wet autumn. The lockers rattled as they closed and some backpacks arrived dripping. On the corkboard was an old science club
Tags & Threats
It was a gray afternoon downtown. In the direction, the light from the tubes made long shadows on open folders. The hallway smelled of rain and freshly used pens
They don’t listen to me
It was a gray day in the guidance office. The light was cold, there were folders everywhere, and the chair look
