COFFEE – STORY – SNAP
Snapshots of daily life paired with untold stories, spun by the imagination of a creative writer
The salty tang of olives would hang in the air, sun cream, sweat, salami and cheeses. Picnics with the girls. The sun hanging over our
Someone once said, you are never too old to dream a new dream, and I believe them, but just not for me. Not now, anyway.
He trudged into the shadows, his limbs aching, his joints cracking. The ground was dry and brown like cocoa powder, and the trees swished above
Each field looked different, unique with its shape, colour, pattern, and like a carefully crafted patchwork quilt, every piece slotting together to form a united
The kids were driving me mad. Fighting. Yelling. Throwing. The potatoes boiled in the pan. Steam rose in my face. Another scream. My rage grew.
I only want to hold her. One squeeze. One kiss. She’s been in the hospital for so long. Her poor mother can barely hold a
