Grounded to land vs. Riding the wave
Reflections on communism, inspired by the water colour of a Korean artist/friend/soldier that I crossed paths with in the wise city of Sofia, Bulgaria.
A monologue by the personified dream
Silent things are not for conquering
The chapter on burning and touching
The album that always knows me
Deciphering the heart: distinguishing between fairytales and futures.
Moral questioning: on the battle of guilt and forgiveness of the self.
I craved you on a level that made the marrow in my bones whisper your name. © Sarah Doughty Source: Crave