Tag: photography

Looking for Spring

I was always a pink kind of girl. Pink shirts, pink socks, pink barrettes…even the decor of my bedroom was pink. I was a pink kind of girl even though I was a bit of a tomboy too. For a while, in my teens and early twenties I traded in the pinks for darker, plainer colours, but over time I…

Nightwalk

Keage Station. It’s quiet, empty. I am the only person to have gotten off the train. The subway tracks are located deep beneath the ground and it’s just me and the silent hum of the escalators as they carry me upwards past pictures of the stars of the local zoo. I emerge into the dark, slick streets in front of…