palpable

palpable

take me home. to the one i had all my firsts, the cocoon of nostalgia that cradles the remnants of my earliest years. colourful murals scribbled on my parents’ calloused…
One Step at a Time

One Step at a Time

Warm. Patient. Home. Those were the adjectives her father embodied, present even in the earliest memories she had of him.  A pleasant, yet bitter feeling always followed when she reminisced…
Bone Flute

Bone Flute

Henry Vaughan placed his two cents on the subject of childhood and penned a wistful melody of the loss of heavenly innocence and the burning desire to regain it once…