I keep thinking of Alice and rabbit holes and modern rabbits with this picture. Not down the rabbit hole but up the rabbit stairs. This rabbit is at home at the top of the stairs and waiting. What would today’s version of Alice look like?
poems, flash fiction and photographs
Tripping the world, slowly
A site for my creative writing endeavors, writing prompt responses, and experimentation.
EXPLORING THE TEENAGE DIASPORA
Things I should be telling myself
A photographic journey through the North of England, Scotland and Wales
short poems for short attention spans
beauty is in the eye of the beholder