by eliasaltrichter | May 16, 2022 | creative writing, literature, poetry, writing
Ich hatte nie diese eine Liebe;diese eine für die man lange Nächte schiebtfür die man sein Handy auf laut machtdie man krampfhaft vor seinen Eltern versteckt, weil Liebe ja peinlich ist diese Schulliebe, die man geheim hält, obwohl es jeder weißdie verliebten Blicke,...
by eliasaltrichter | May 2, 2022 | literature, poetry, writing
I drink too much just to be a little more numb.”It’s unhealthy”, well I don’t care you know.In this tiny period of time in which I let the wheel spin freely and uncontrolled.Just so I can pretend that afterward, I have everything under...
by eliasaltrichter | Oct 4, 2021 | essay, writing
Finding a home is not easy. Especially in those times during a pandemic or at the end of one. The pandemic didn’t raise any new problems in our society. It just made the existing ones more evident and accelerated them – from the healthcare system to the real estate...
by eliasaltrichter | Sep 30, 2021 | poetry, writing
What does it mean to be alive?Does it mean to put yourself out there?Does it mean to love?Does it mean to be curious; to never be afraid? If life means all of those things and so much more, then why is it so hard to be out there;so hard to find love;so hard not to be...
by eliasaltrichter | Sep 27, 2021 | poetry, writing
It was the step I took onto the train.The page I turned. The new chapter that began. It was a goodbye. It were the tears, that I shed and the friends that I hugged.It was the road that I chose and there was no turning back. It was the train door that closed and the...
by eliasaltrichter | Feb 27, 2021 | philosophy, writing
The gods envy us They envy us, because we are mortal, because any moment could be our last Everything is more beautiful, because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier, than you are now. We will never be here again. Achilles, The Iliad Many texts and stories tell us...
