Lost At Sea

I feel like I'm lost at sea and I am barely keeping my head above the water. I kick my legs to stay alive and I can see the sun on the horizon but no matter how hard I try to swim towards it, the waves take me in a different direction. Some days, I… Continue reading Lost At Sea


Southern Sun

Hitting the cold pavement with my flip-flops. Southern sun. Beating down on my pale exterior. Soft whispers in the wind, tranquillity, warmth. Waves reaching toes of joyful children. Hospitality exchanged. Strangers have welcoming smiles. Trees hold hands, cooling shadows. Birds awake with the sea. Traveller eyes. I explore. Corner to corner. Brick by brick. Buildings… Continue reading Southern Sun