Der Tod meines Freundes
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Ich sehe zu wie der Sarg in der Erde versenkt wird. Heiße Tränen laufen mir die Wangen runter. Sie tropfen in den Schnee und hinterlassen winzige Löcher wie Einschüsse. Eine Hand fährt mir über den Rücken. Meine Mutter küsst mich sanft auf denn Kopf. „Hanna." sagt sie. Das ist alles. Nur meinen Namen. Ich wende mich von dem Grab ab und meine Mutter umarmt mich während ich in ihren Mantel weine.
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