Day 18 of photography101… “Edge” Death Sentence. Every now and again the glass would chime from the fluttering of limbs as he realised he was still incarcerated.
Today I was given the task of rewriting a set story from the perspective of a 12 year old sat across the street. So again I am curtailing my lengthy words and sentences for something simpler…. Pig. I thought it was strange that she wasn’t crying. Those pigs turned up at her door with […]