Friday, 20 Apr 2012 | Views [192] | Scholarship Entry
Neither of us are bothered by giggles emanating from the dunes. Cocooned in the moment, Anisia’s thumb has found her mouth. I look down at this little package with her spiral jets of hair and nut brown skin. Her yellow top now a faded lemon is ripped ... Read more >
Tags: Travel Writing Scholarship 2012
