It spits at first, then FWOOM! Bright yellow burning sparks, her dark hand engulfed within it, mesmerising.
The others shout ‘Let it go!’ ‘Aren’t you going to let it go?!’ A bang then someone screams but it’s not her. She’s holding her phone firmly in one hand filming her other hand explode as the rocket takes off.
After she just said, ‘I thought it would fly off by itself.’ She shrugged when she said it, but there was a lightness to her for days afterward.
An Ode to a Shoe.
The Permanence of Impermanence
Friendship is not developed though time, rather moments of time.
Only Bumping Boats
German lessons at the Jewish Museum
6/7. The City of the Kaiser Chiefs. The architecture and history is often overshadowed by the Nazis and the East/West Cold war era...
A Candle for Your Thoughts