I walked past the department store where a lorry crashed on April 7, and suddenly my mind is filled with what-ifs and whys and hows. I still remember how we never got to the cancelled concert. The windows are still boarded up, but people have taken an opportunity to leave messages of love and mourning. Ebba was eleven and she had never met Akilov before he crushed her with the hijacked truck. Not too soon this wall of love will become a faceless storefront once again, and I wonder how a blind mannequin can mend these broken hearts.
not from butterflies
but tears in heart shaped words —
still the breeze giggles
Today Grace inspire us to write a haibun on Kinstsugi at dVerse. Kintsugi is the Japanese art where you make a broken object more beautiful by making the broken visible. Somehow I think that the broken storefront had been made more beautiful with all the messages of love, left on notes, and scribbled in memory of the five victims of the April 7 terrorist attack in Stockholm.
May 29, 2017