Baba’s coffee grounds

We walked to Preston Market together. Grandmother’s fingertips were scarlet from dying Easter eggs but it just added to her mystique. I spent my school holidays with her while my parents worked. Most other kids got to go and loiterRead more…

The Bear

My first ‘love’ was like when the teacher said, ‘Let’s pretend we’re bears,’ so, I climbed under the mundane table draped with only a black cloth to make a make-believe cave. On our first date, the magic was already present.Read more…

That’s insane

We’re all crazy. Some people are just better at hiding it. I wish we wouldn’t. It’s here again. The fatigue unlike any other, both dreaded and familiar, worse than the summer I had glandular fever. Unlike the flu, however, IRead more…