I Took Myself to Dinner
The unexpected benefits of leaving home, eating alone, talking to strangers, and making your world bigger.
little bird poet
Literary Sanctuary Poems and essays on grief, love, and the quiet in-between moments of daily life — for anyone finding their way through loss, tenderness, or simply the ordinary. New writing most weeks.
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Postcards from the Box, No. 5
A missed goodbye at Harrison Hot Springs in 1909, an empty hotel room, a departing bus, and another Brown added to the mystery.
Postcards from the Box, No. 3/4
A mystery still unsolved after 120 years. A name with no surname, a skirt left behind. Who was Helen to Annie?
The Light We Strike Against the Cold
The Light We Strike Against the Cold
How Janice Painted Her Way to Italy
A few years ago, my friend Janice McLean paid for her trip to Italy with watercolours.
Postcards from the Box, No. 2
A six-word New Year's greeting, mailed from Los Angeles to a small BC farm town in 1905—and a signature that still won't resolve itself.
Postcards from the Box, No. 1
A hundred-year-old box of postcards. A 1905 postcard from Victoria to Ladner, a waterfall photo, a King Edward VII stamp, and one warm note to S and Annie Brown
Postcards
from the box
Dear Mom
A Letter From Me- at Fourteen
The Act Of Unfurling
The Dahlias Don’t Ask is a poem about wildness, resilience, and the power of taking up space without permission. A piece about continuing to become at any age.