You always understand, don’t you?
Thank God for making me
a woman with thick lips
A beautiful love story
Work environment

I always understand,
How can you?
Nothing personal.
But then what? – Do I still have to…
or can I disappear into… into my words?

In a language that is not my mother tongue, it is impossible for me to see what rules I am breaking, impossible to lie, impossible to make words into something that they are not.
Instead, I stayed with my thoughts, simplified them into their most naïve childish truthful shape. With, or in spite of, the reality that I came across here, my thoughts became words again.
I was charmed; on one hand I managed to put it all out, in words, so that people can hear them see them feel them, like I did. But on the other hand, it is like Goethe said: “no one would talk much in society if they knew how often they misunderstood others”.

Tehila Lapidot