Hands – a short story

a man and his two sons in bed,

talking all night and sleeping all day,

eating food from the freezer,


getting pissed,



holding each other.

They both came over together just before I was born.

Only a shell is left.






  • Rewrite it in Swedish as that is the language that this poem should be in
  • Turn into visual poetry
  • Make a small book with this text and imagery to illustrate the poem

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