After School at Grandmother’s House

My mother worked and wasn’t home until bedtime. It was agreed that my younger sister and I would be collected by my grandmother when we returned to school in September and we would have our tea with her. I remember us holding her hands as we walked from the school to cross the main road […]

Kinesthesia of Memories

  My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #99 She stands at her life’s junction, Kinesthesia in her hand, A heavy suitcase of memories: Frequent beatings, Days when she was famished, Future unknown. Reining in her temerity (Strange luxury – Freedom), she jettisons The past, Exhales her last stale breath, Inhales a fresh one – And […]