View From The Top Of The Tank

It's a year since I traipsed the cleaner streets of the US. I've been thinking of that trip awhile. Of how I have no record of it...

I lay awake on my bed listening to Genie move about. I didn’t get him. I didn't know what he did. How he survived. Fish and Genie ...

I stumbled against a flower pot and felt Genie's tight grip steady me. I don’t know which was more painful, his fingers biting into ...

Dear Me, It’s our last night here. I’m done packing. Fish are silent in their tank, bobbing up and down, their eyes wide and staring,...

We were chasing visas today and finished earlier than expected. Our first breakfast was tea and biscuits at 4.30am - to make sure we left ...