All the Stories We Hold Inside

I’ve always loved other people’s stories but over the last year or so, my curiosity has shifted. While still keenly interested in their stories, I find myself wondering more and more about the stories we don’t tell. … More All the Stories We Hold Inside


The Words

They’re just there. For as long as I remember their low murmur has been there in the deep parts of my mind, trickling down the back of my throat so that I can’t quite taste them. My hands know what my tongue can’t reach. They learned to form the letters like a printing press so … More The Words