BIRCH: & the freedom between the solid surfaces.

By Tom.R Kvém

BIRCH & the freedom between the solid surfaces.
8 fictional stories from the childhood.

The main text; BIRCH may stand for vegetation, innocence,
growing up.

In The Amorfa there is a birch tree exposed to violence.

The subtext; the freedom between the solid surfaces is `the spaces between the leaves of the birch`. 

In THE CROSSING there is the text - "to jump from the edge of the table to the floor".

It is exactly in that space ( In between) one develops, in the `not knowing area `.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Books on Demand
• Release date: Aug 26, 2022
• ISBN: 9789180277211

Tom.R Kvém

Tom.R Kvém is a former prof. dancer and choreographer. To present a dance piece, a good text is important, whether it is abstract or concrete. Writing a text is like dancing; when content, feeling and direction match, it triggers. "BIRCH & the freedom between the solid surfaces" is his first short book.

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BIRCH

BIRCH & the freedom between the solid surfaces.

THE CYCLING SADIST.

SANDCASTLES.

LAMBORGHINI AVENTADOR.

THE CHAMELEON.

THE TIN MAN.

THE CROSSING.

THE DEPTH.

THE AMORFA.

AUTHOR`S WORDS.

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BIRCH & the freedom between the solid surfaces. 

BIRCH & the freedom between the solid surfaces. 

8 short fictional stories from the childhood.

The main text; BIRCH may stand for vegetation, innocence/ growing up, 

In The amorfa there is a birch tree exposed to violence.

The subtext; the freedom between the solid surfaces is `the spaces between the leaves of the birch`. 

In THE CROSSING there is the text - to jump from the edge of the table to the floor.

It is exactly in that space that one develops, in the `not knowing` space . In between.

The pictures are the author's own except for the picture in THE CYCLING SADIST and THE AMORFA which is free and comes from the internet. 

T.R Kvém Aug/2022.

THE CYCLING SADIST.

               The doorbell rings, the mother answers. 

-It's for you John, it's Ruth.    John is 9 years old and Ruth is 15. It is summer. 

Ruth shows up as a very pretty girl with dark blonde shoulder-length hair and perfect white teeth. 

She is wearing a very short, sleeveless, light green, flowery summer dress. You can see her white underpants. Ruth is barefoot. Her feet are dirty. 

John has blond curly hair, blue shorts with yellow elephants and a white t-shirt with a hand-printed floral motif. 

He wears black and white sneakers. John stands close to his mother with one hand in his pocket, the other hand shoved into his mouth, biting expressively on his knuckle. 

He stares down at the floor in front of him.

John's mother loves Ruth.

-Do you want to come out and play, Ruth asks John. 

Ruth lives with her mother, who is always working. She's alone most of the time except when she rings our doorbell, which she does almost every day.

-We can go for a ride, Ruth says with her sweetest smile. 

What happens next is something John has no control over. Ruth does. 

They meet outside the house by Ruth's bike. A bike made for a long-legged 15-year-old girl. She stands close to John and looks deep into his eyes.

- I'm not going to tell you twice, you little shit. 

Ruth is two heads taller than John. He has trouble getting up on the packing rack.

-Grab my hips, you stupid, disgusting little girl,  Ruth urges John. 

John starts to cry. 

A year ago they were slaloming between the lampposts on Ruth's bike. She was going fast. 

At one point she told John to look out the side behind Ruth's back, John's head hit a lamppost so hard that he fell off the packet holder and everything went black. 

When he woke up, Ruth was standing over him with a grin on her face. -Hm, that hurts, doesn't it?

-You can have it, you little shit head! Climb up on the packing rack now or I'll hit you in your little face with my fist, you stupid little John-face. 

- I'll pull down your pants and laugh at your little pecker! - hahahahhahahaha! 

It's Ruth.

After a bike ride that takes almost 10 minutes, they arrive