[FlashFiction] Straight Lines

Straight lines create labyrinths of curved expance. The four high walls in the middle of the labyrinth strive for the illusion of open space. The blue sky, endless like sand, pours through my fingers. Under my feet, I see a narrow isle of concrete floor limited on four sides.

It's summer outside. However, the coldness settled in these four walls forever. Go away and never turn around. But the heavy door is never locked.

[Photo taken by me at the Jewish Museum, Berlin]