Time and Tide
The stench of decaying seaweed hits me as I shut the car door behind me and make my way to the sea. The waves battle
COFFEE – STORY – SNAP
Snapshots of daily life paired with untold stories, spun by the imagination of a creative writer
The stench of decaying seaweed hits me as I shut the car door behind me and make my way to the sea. The waves battle
“Say, CHEESE!” I bared my teeth to show my daughter how to do it because she was clearly not getting the concept of smiling on
His death had stolen my heart away, and for a year, I had no interest in searching for it back. But then, at eleven in
I stepped into my first wedding dress boutique when I was six years old. Satin, lace, and the sweet scent of rose transported me to
‘What about Christmas Day?’ she asked. ‘It’s tomorrow.’ A blast of white air escaped my mouth like I had a puncture. ‘I won’t make it,’ I
Winter was the hardest on her. The dark, cold mornings, the dark, cold afternoons. And we had just added two more babies to our not-so-little
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