COFFEE – STORY – SNAP
Snapshots of daily life paired with untold stories, spun by the imagination of a creative writer
As I watched my son wave ‘bubyee’ to the Teletubbies, flapping his little hand, I wondered what other goodbyes he would experience during his life.
He smiled at me as the tall woman in a long black and white dress cut his hair. He smiled again, silently laughing as the
Just relax. It will be fine. It will all be fine. No. I shouldn’t be here. Not on my own. This is wrong. This is so wrong.
The vast landscape stretched out before me in verdant green. Soft, billowing clouds punctuated the sky like tufts of fleece against a canvas of serene
Christmas came, and Christmas left. She was tiny when I held her in that hospital room on Boxing Day. Thick dark hair. It gave me
I’m a spinning top, spinning and spinning. It’s not stopping, and I need it to stop. I feel isolated, running on empty, playing catch up.
