lakeside

(This post was originally published on my personal blog, Of Postcards & Ink, between 2015-2016.) Memory is a strange thing. It paints pictures with our senses and then imbues every canvas with an impermeable sheen; an invisible film that separates us from the past, however much we might desire to touch the moments that time has […]

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back in alsace

(This post was originally published on my personal blog, Of Postcards & Ink, between 2015-2016.) “Déjà vu” is one of those French phrases that’s found itself seamlessly embraced and adopted into the vocabulary of almost all Anglophones. When directly translated, the words mean “already seen” and carry with them that strange sensation of having already lived […]

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calm and bright

(This post was originally published on my personal blog, Of Postcards & Ink, between 2015-2016.) It’s December and it’s winter and every now and then, I notice a crispness and bite in the air that wasn’t there before. And yet, at the same time, there’s a buzzing warmth and cheer in the air that heralds the […]

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listmaker

(This post was originally published on my personal blog, Of Postcards & Ink, between 2015-2016.) I’ve always been a listmaker. To-do lists, shopping lists, to-read lists, to-write lists, to-cook lists, to-bake lists, to-reply, to-visit lists…you get the idea. Whether they find their home in my phone’s Notes app, hastily written on random pieces of grid paper […]

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an interlude

(This post was originally published on my personal blog, Of Postcards & Ink, between 2015-2016.) There is a city. Her heart is built with heavy bricks – Where the mortar is stained red, And tears fill the cracks in the pavement. Her colours are muted, Her voice faint. Hours are the prisoners of mourning souls; Meaningless […]

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