The two men in the park always sit by the same bench— weathered wood beneath them, stories folded in silence. Some days, a beer can between them. Some days, a stranger— equally broken, equally brief. They look homeless. Maybe they are. But their laughter doesn’t beg, and their eyes don’t steal. Their words scatter like […]
Author: tanureflects
A Quiet Beginning
This has been a long time coming. I’ve carried these words for years — in the corners of notebooks, in unsent emails, in WhatsApp messages I never saved. I’ve written while walking the dog, while lying awake in bed, while stirring tea and memories. Some stories came fully formed, others arrived like stubborn clouds — […]