1998 —- July 10 2000

Gold Fish

It happened yesterday minutes before my parents arrived.

You was lying on the bottom of the aquarium on your side.

My mother flushed you down in the toilet.

My stepfather got a bit angry. I walked out in the rain and cried a bit.

Then I walked to my sisters home and looked on my

new nephew one and a half months old.

After a while I left and walked beside a river.

It was still raining but I saw small black fishes

near the ground.

You will live in my memory for a long time.

As a real material of an living object.