Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings
Thoughts moving around in space,who do they belong to?Some of them used to be mine,at least that’s what I thought,they don’t stay long enough for me to claim them.
One minute they are here, the next they’re gone.
-Nanne Nyander "The Way Back Home"
What am I?
Nothing is holding together anymore. Or is nothing holding everything together? Am I nothing?
-Nanne Nyander "The Way Back Home"
Published on June 13, 2025 08:01