Childhood in Monochrome

Loving grandparents were always there to house me, feed me, teach me, grandmother in charge of my care while my parents struggled daily. Now only a handful of monochrome photographs remain as tattered ghosts of the past, but my love of home, stories, poems and music still cast their light on the present. They are […]

Natures Gift

At five o’clock a patch of sky unfolds its hues like Italian paper, marbled mauves and blues. Untangling on the horizon, the new dawn breaks and, by sunrise, the wrinkled ocean wakes, stifles a yawn, wraps the beach in waves and sky: Nature’s azure gift and early morning surprise. Kim M. Russell, 8th May 2019 […]


In German, Gift means poison, something he may not know. He brings her gold, perfume and clothes, sometimes a diamond, sometimes a rose, until she doesn’t even see them piling up in lonely high security, the toxic perfection of their mansion. So she searches on the internet for something that she cannot get from him […]