Think of this:

you visit the home u grow up in.
you sit on the porch where u looked at the stars
but inside you find not a trace of your family
no shoes by the door
no beer in the fridge
just a dead dog in the bathtub

I feel a bit sick at the moment
I woke up early today, because Andrew spit on me again.
You should give him another ass whooping.
Did you hear that mom?
I think he’s back.
I wanna go home mom.
Please? I miss you. 

Concept, tekst etc. Gijs Radix en Sil van Kalker

Duur: 25min