For words to dance together, tell the things hidden somewhere far away to create spaces for the things we won’t define and let be. That's what writing is for me: to tell the story with space to let you discover.
Ik wil buiten spelen
Three bikes, two to race with and one for a grandpa.
Stuck at the desk
All this flows around me, wanting me to move with it, but I'm stuck sitting here.
Zoals het hoort, toch?
Half and half, never whole.
Mijn Kapitein
A little story I wrote about my Captain Pessimism.
Exclusive News
There is a story that needs to be told.
A story you may have heard passing through town.
About a secret we plants hold close.
The Clay Gnomes
Hi, I am Pluim, one of the new residents here in the village.
At The Bar
Every evening, I serve drinks to the people seeking escape.
A letter for my Honey
My sweet Pluk,
Murder on a Leaf
An afternoon planned to be full of love for writing, stories and creation, ended in a tragedy for a