[ I Chose The Wrong Cake ] Poem by Zyw Zywa

[ I Chose The Wrong Cake ]

I chose the wrong cake,

and then it started: the Great --


Cardamom Quarrel.

Saturday, November 9, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: relationship
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Column 'Een leeg hoofd' / 'Een vakantie als exposuretherapie, de psycholoog zou trots zijn' ('An empty head' / 'A holiday as exposure therapy, the psychologist would be proud',2023, Frank Huiskamp) in NRC, August 14th,2023 --- Collection 'Loves Tricks Gains Pains in the 20s'
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