COFFEE – STORY – SNAP
Snapshots of daily life paired with untold stories, spun by the imagination of a creative writer
He wore this red T-shirt to his first football game. He was four. His blue eyes held an ocean full of expectation and excitement. His
My stainless steel water bottle let out a stifled scream next to me as I lay in bed. I tightened the lid so the air
The barista handed me a Flat White, the receipt marked ‘Julie’ instead of ‘Julia’. I headed to a cosy spot at the back where sunlight
“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
When I was five, it was just Daddy and me. He didn’t walk in the door with bags of sweets anymore. He had to pick
‘Mum, can we go now?’ Samuel groaned, tugging his mum’s Gillet as she perused a selection of begonias. ‘Almost, darling.’ She read a tag. Samuel
