Grondgraf

Ek loop in jou vas en vergeet my naam.

Ek kierang en slinger oor ‘n ritmiese maan;

hou piekniek op my eie en gaan dan bed toe vir ‘n laatnag-nag-nagmerrie.

… Jy staan langs ‘n oop graf en loer af in die put. Almal dra hanswors pakkies en erens in ‘n hoek staan ‘n familie met ‘n virus oor hul koppe.  Jy gooi jou eerste hopie grond op my en ek skrik wakker…

Ek staan verstom oor die feit dat jy nou net jouself in ‘n grondgraf begrawe het.

Met my reg langs jou.

Published by Melanie du Toit

I'm a Passionate Creative Writer who writes with rhythm and humor. My Bachelor's degree in Dramatic Arts, as well as 9 years experience within the education system and entertainment industry, has marinated me to be an expert in my current craft. In my spare time, I'm a nomadic traveler. I love experiencing new tastes, painting on city walls and discovering beauty in back alleys and untrodden streets. On the left side of my brain; I love going on new online business ventures, making money and sharpening my skills by partaking in professional growth courses.

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