My counselors
I was a bad fit at school. Life at home wasn’t always a breeze either. So, when I was nine, I started seeing the school counselor. She was a young …
Category: Diary
The sandcastle
I was at the park yesterday. A young boy was hard at work sculpting a sandcastle, until his mother called: “Time to go home, dear.” “No, I wanna stay longer.” …
I must scream
Here are the five movie scenes that have disturbed me the most. How scary are they? Well, it just got dark outside, and I refuse to rewatch them for research. …
Sympathy punk
If I had to designate my philosophy, it would be sympathy punk.
Turtle doves
With thirty posts written so far, I’d like to spotlight the inspiration, and volunteer editor, behind my work. Hanna, you are my partner for life. You’ve eased my struggling mind, …
Inez
Small and snow-white, she stood out from the city pigeons like a gemstone in rock. Her legs were feathered down to the feet, and around one foot was a ring …
Pigeons we know
My partner Hanna and I have befriended a pigeon flock near the supermarket. They fly into our hands when they see us, hungry for the buckwheat and lentils we bring. …