The only constant is change
During the past two months, I’ve been working on a Cycladic island as a manager of a small guesthouse. I am a writer, not a manager. But this is the year of saying “yes”, so I get to do many…
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The Violet
I walked the empty path into the night.
Amongst the scattered glow of stars above.
A soul detached — a broken heart contrite.
And at the end, a Flower stood — my love.
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