I love the use of the arch for the entrance to this beach house.
These are ephemeral and get washed away. But really, doesn’t any house eventually fall away? And again, I am thinking of the flooding….
Creative Writing, Book Reviews, Adult Humor Stories
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
lest I forget
A photographic journey through the North of England, Scotland and Wales
short poems for short attention spans