Oscar NilssonThe televisionI could hear the television from the room next door per usual, but something was different this time. There was no way of telling what Greg…Feb 16, 2015Feb 16, 2015
Oscar NilssonP.B.When we were talking about the events of the past weekend he just looked at me and muttered: “Nothing as usual.” He could be a little down…Feb 16, 2015Feb 16, 2015
Oscar NilssonNervesHis were lying face-down on the table while mine were fully exposed. I don’t think I ever had been so nervous, yet it felt like a relief…Feb 13, 2015Feb 13, 2015
Oscar NilssonBuriedI could tell that this wasn’t the first time she dug a hole. She looked down at the dirt as if she knew exactly where to pierce through…Feb 12, 2015Feb 12, 2015
Oscar NilssonSifting through life“He was not what I expected him to be; he was too sweet, too handsome, too perfect. Why can’t I seem to trust people that don’t show any…Feb 12, 2015Feb 12, 2015
Oscar NilssonNo returnHe was just sitting there with a dead pan. Nothing I said could make him look in my direction. I asked him to talk to me; to explain how I…Feb 12, 2015Feb 12, 2015