Insomniac’s Reflection

Van’s Travels 2008 – Buenos Aires
I have about a week left here in Buenos Aires, and I can’t sleep.  It’s 6am, and I’ve been up since 3am.  I have no clue why so let’s delve into my inner psyche to find out why:
(Strange Brazilian man asked if he could turn off the light in the [...]

Silhouette

I like that word.  I want that word to be the center of a poem but can’t seem to think of anything.  I should be at school, working with my year 2 class but instead I’m at La Giralda, sipping on semi-warm cafe con leche.  There are bits of chocolate due to dunking churros con [...]