The gift was a real surprise. “Open it Ms. Juliette,” V whispered excitedly. I did not want to guess what it was. As large as an A4 paper, hard to touch, in my mind I knew it was a book but never did I think V would select or suggest a notebook. Whenever we had… Continue reading

Rain Rush Dashes to us Beating and banging Shows it’s anger Loud thumps of Pitter Patter Like music but dissonant We’ve waited long You’ve arrived hard Waving all around The sturdy building Forming rivers in minutes Why the rush? After the wait So welcome but wild Worried about flooding Praying for a glide Rather than… Continue reading