I feel like I’ve killed my grandmother or something. My parents mope around the house sighing and staring at each other meaningfully over steaming cups of tea. “This girl,” their eyes say, “who is she?” Surely this cannot be the small doll-like child that we introduced into the world. The one who could make anyoneContinue reading “Guest Post: Smoke and Glass”
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Wordless Wednesday: The Ride Home
I feel like writing words today. My verbal daydreaming. The ride home is peaceful, but only in a certain sense. Sitting in the passenger seat, you become oblivious to the person in the driver seat and become lost in a deep pool of thoughts about the past, the present and the future. The sunContinue reading “Wordless Wednesday: The Ride Home”