At the end when you’re weary, it’s just you. When you’ve given it all away, used up every last bit and then some, its only your voice who remains. The long road home… Continue reading
She rose to see the sun but it had already slipped behind the clouds. She went to kiss them goodbye but they were already gone. She left to catch the train but it… Continue reading
Dear Sister, It has been a long time coming to sit down and write this letter to you. It’s a difficult one to write, and I imagine, may be equally difficult to receive.… Continue reading
Dear Sister, It has been a long time coming to sit down and write this letter to you. Its a difficult one to write, and I imagine, may be equally difficult to receive.… Continue reading
