…to land in a tree across the street from me. She cranes her neck to look at me. Am I a weird relative? Am I holding a bird captive? Where are my wings?
Where are my wings? I want to know too.
Finding Words One at a Time
Creative Writing. Book Reviews. Adult Humour.
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