Reflections
Hi friends! It’s been a while.
Category: Creative Writing
An England poem
When I think of England,
I think of us,
eating pizza at a round table in the back corner of the pub,
listening to Sweet Disposition
on the radio.
Lake Minnetonka
I don’t like water, but I like the pale reflection of the sun stippled over the waves in the haze of evening. Bushy trees on land stand out starkly against the water that mirrors the sky.
Midnight in Iowa
I am a night owl. Were it left up to me, I’d be up till 2 every morning and sleep until 10. And though I get up groggy and exhausted most mornings, fighting the urge to go back to sleep for another five hours, somehow the last few months have also left me afflicted by an insomnia.
My favorite places in Norwich
Because someone wanted me to write about “alleys.”
Travel won’t fix you
#mentalhealthmondays
Dear Minnesota,
A poem for the past year.
What I learned from traveling alone
Reflections on the lessons I learned during my solo trips.
An Ode to Wales
Written on the train from Bristol to Cardiff on a warm twilight in May.
