She was also a young girl, Before she became a young wife, heavy with child. What is it that she doesn’t have That the other girl has? I wonder what darling wife would do, Read More
She was also a young girl, Before she became a young wife, heavy with child. What is it that she doesn’t have That the other girl has? I wonder what darling wife would do, Read More

Banke flipped through the fashion magazine nonchalantly, she had read it over a thousand times in the past, but being a boring Sunday afternoon with no power supply, she had picked it up among other Read More
Its petals closed, its warmth conscientiously hidden It was a box, for to it, none was bidden Its loneliness, unvarying, from whence it was a seedling To breathe, to taste life’s warmth, for it, Read More
Do not seek to make me A log to heat your fireplace. For even the stoutest log Soon, becomes forgotten ash, Consumed by the fires Of its own zeal. I shall not be your shadow, Read More
It is true that as parents we are the architects of our children’s take on life. While many try very hard to do their best, there are still some who don’t quite make the mark. Read More
She picks up immediately with a frantic hello – like she had been expecting my call. Hearing her voice floods me with an indescribable joy; I know immediately that I am doing the right thing. Read More