Would our parents still approve if I was poor if I quit my job of social standing became a gardener refused to […]
We wear the scars hidden by modesty of cloth remnants of cuts beneath the threads and stitches we share the pain when […]
I thought I wished for a seat of solitude forever happy to be in introverted silenceto be comfortable alone in the nowherefinding solace […]
Seven weeks of hidingand the earth breaths relief…Seasons of stormsangered colour coded weatherbattered shores stonedshifting sands reappear disappearthe worst on recordthe likes […]