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.
Things I should be telling myself
A photographic journey through the North of England, Scotland and Wales
dreary poems and rhymes for short attention spans...
beauty is in the eye of the beholder