My Blog, Shut Up Gretchen


“Humans would fly. If money, power and free beers can. We stay where everything is convenient.”

Gretchen, 2017

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The song under the tree

The girl under the Cherry Tree had flowers in her hair

Not pink like the petals in spring

Not fresh like the breath of winter

Just plastic and broken

But she smiled

If she sang to me

I’ll listen carefully

Because of all the things in the world,

I adore a song of goodbyes

So, stay quiet

Stay still

The girl under the cherry tree is singing once more

The song is about her

The first and last time, she ever saw

The cherry tree she’s leaning on