A Place the Maps Forgot

What countries do you want to visit? I want to go somewhere the sun never clocks off. Where the sea is a mirror for the sky, glass-flat, endless, and so blue it borders on smug. The sand is soft and golden, warm like a just-used towel, and so fine it squeaks under your heels. There […]

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The Empty Chairs in the Garden

I walked around her garden earlier. All the flowers were in full bloom, like they hadn’t got the memo. Petals open wide, bright and defiant, like they were still waiting for someone to sit among them and admire the view. But the chairs were empty. No laughter. No tea in mismatched mugs. No stories being […]

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