Anyone who knows me will say that I am a hopeless romantic, and I wouldn’t disagree with them. The romance tag is probably my most used one on this blog, and that is for good… View Full Post View Post

“She longed to reach out to her mother or grandmother, but the devastation was too heavy and impermeable. It was alien as a sand storm. It had whipped across and lacerated them with its sharpness;… View Full Post View Post

“It’s a really… human thing, isn’t it? The appreciation of art, seeing the beauty in something with no practical purpose. It holds no key to our survival, it doesn’t help us eat or mate, but… View Full Post View Post

“Eventually, the rain subsides and people begin to emerge again and I feel my anger subside. The sun comes out again and I shake my clothes and squeeze out my sleeves, until all that is left are… View Full Post View Post