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The First by Cathrine Lødøen

The first breath that consciousness draws after a long night’s deep swim the first blood that makes it to the surface of my skin there bringing color, heat and life that is what you are the last breath of my elephant sized sleep and the first as you pull me up and out and leave [...]

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This Dance by Cathrine Lødøen

I have been here many times before. I have. It’s true! But always with a shield. Some kind of cover. A buffer. A thick winter coat. Keeping me warm and apart. Numb. Though I would still say: ‘yes, I have been here’. It was a lie. I have been in every corner, and I know [...]

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Wow! by Cathrine Lødøen

I have been here many times before. I have. It’s true! But always with a shield. Some kind of cover. A buffer. A thick winter coat. Keeping me warm and apart. Numb. Though I would still say: ‘yes, I have been here’. It was a lie. I have been in every corner, and I know [...]

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Paint by Cathrine Lødøen

There was a time when she would paint herself. Her self. Paint herself whenever she had the chance to. And I mean on her skin not on paper or canvas but on her body, her flesh. She would take a paint brush and trace the lines of her face. She would cover every indentation with [...]

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Good by Cathrine Lødøen

It’s really, really good. I mean like rap good. Really really really goo goo good . And it’s what we are here for ! And we forgot somehow?! Silly us! But now we know! And it really, really sucked at times but now we know that that wasn’t true at all! The sucking it was [...]

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A Conversation by Cathrine Lødøen

This morning a conversation I overheard. A conversation between a man and his love. “Do you know how much I love you ?” “Oh You are so beautiful to me!” “Your smile makes my world complete!” And I thought ‘oh how lucky these two’ to have a love so true to have a love so [...]

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Smooth by Cathrine Lødøen

I roll my finger through his silky black curls Ooh so smooth silky black curls I turn my head slightly to the right and whisper ‘This dear daughter, this is beauty this is beauty you play with this is beauty you enjoy pray for live for and with this beauty for large parts of your [...]

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