Memory’s Perfume
Salty sea air. As soon as the scent hits my nostrils, I’m jolted back to the days of high-pitched giggles, knotted sandy blonde hair, smooth
COFFEE – STORY – SNAP
Snapshots of daily life paired with untold stories, spun by the imagination of a creative writer
Salty sea air. As soon as the scent hits my nostrils, I’m jolted back to the days of high-pitched giggles, knotted sandy blonde hair, smooth
As if all the rooftops in our town were fairy cakes, one cold night, God decided to finish them all off with a dusting of
‘Mummy?’ Sophie asks, flinging our linked hands to and fro. ‘Yes?’ I answer mindlessly, strolling along the path hedged in by weather-beaten fences. Shouting pierces
I knew the long hours doctors worked. When my brother told me he wanted to become one, I knew I wouldn’t see him much. I
The perfect gift of love. Her arrival date was Christmas Day. Her funeral came shortly after. She lived and died inside of me. I cradled
Lucy entered my life when Logan exited it. He’d been unwell for some time. We’d had many years together, our whole lives really. We met
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