Photo by Mirjana Veljovic An oasis of sisterhoodstretched through the yearsa safe space with no room for maliceor the tired battles of competition How grateful I amfor the whispered secretsthe phone...
Photo by Mirjana Veljovic An oasis of sisterhoodstretched through the yearsa safe space with no room for maliceor the tired battles of competition How grateful I amfor the whispered secretsthe phone...
Photo by abstractartangel77 When I was small, my parents used to worry I was too idealistic, a prime target for people to take advantage of. It made them protective, and less...
Photo by abstractartangel77 When I was small, my parents used to worry I was too idealistic, a prime target for people to take advantage of. It made them protective, and less...
Photo by Pen Waggener I try to keep politics off this blog. That’s the common advice, isn’t it? Not to alienate potential readers by being overtly political. It’s like bringing politics...
Photo by Pen Waggener I try to keep politics off this blog. That’s the common advice, isn’t it? Not to alienate potential readers by being overtly political. It’s like bringing politics...
Photo by Nick Kenrick I’ve not posted here for a while. I had lost my way. Sometimes the only thing to do is to retreat into your shell, hide away, let...
Photo by Nick Kenrick I’ve not posted here for a while. I had lost my way. Sometimes the only thing to do is to retreat into your shell, hide away, let...
Photo by Elena Penkova I used to have a university professor, who didn’t have a television. Back then, I thought that astounding. How could someone be that puritan, so as to...
Photo by Elena Penkova I used to have a university professor, who didn’t have a television. Back then, I thought that astounding. How could someone be that puritan, so as to...
Photo by Hartwig HKD My stomach swellsfrom beneath the swirl of bathwaterI sink until every inch of meis pressed to the white enamelinternalisinghearing the drum of my heartbeateyelids closed, imaginingmultiplying cells...
Photo by Hartwig HKD My stomach swellsfrom beneath the swirl of bathwaterI sink until every inch of meis pressed to the white enamelinternalisinghearing the drum of my heartbeateyelids closed, imaginingmultiplying cells...
