Another poem from 'Ontsnappingen'

POST

Earlier Rina slept on the street

never washed herself. But now she has new knees

with which she can easily walk round the corner

and back, so she’s able to post

her letters herself

and if she get post, herself pick it up from the mat.

If you sleep on the street you never get post, which is why

she lives in a house once again. Because of the letters

that begin with ‘Dearest’, the only ones that count

and that you must take away yourself, pick up, slit

open with clean shaky fingers,

with your back against the door,

‘Dearest’,