Imagine you are very old, and you are travelling back in time, as a child, as an adult, and as a senior — Frank Upfill, octogenarian and member of June’s Writing Clan, takes us on a ride: “How did you go at golf today?” Before I can answer, my friend Annette...
Tanya Motiani It was a cold, misty morning when Sparrow emerged from his egg. The air twitched with Fog as a diluted sun tried hastily to make its ascent beyond the clouds. For weeks Sparrow had been protected by the shell of his little egg, snug beneath Mother Bird’s feathers....
Jasmine Evans “I’m coming Allie, sorry I forgot my travel pouch.” Screaming as I race down three flights of stairs, I miss my footing at the bottom step, and stumble into the arms of my “boss” who is laughing at me…. “Well, Jasmine, please wait until we get to France before...
By Karyn Baltestch It’s all perfectly clear now. Through the fog, the hail stones, the wind and the rain. I can see clearly what l need to do. I can see the crossroads are not just saying one way. How did this come about after weeks of confusion and turmoil...
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