Poem || If Only I Could Catch My Dreams by Christy Ann Martine

If only I could catch my dreams, and keep them in a jar. I’d watch them dance like fireflies, flickering like stars. They would grow and I’d let them go to see how far they’d fly, lighting up the pitch-black night, as they soar throughout the sky. I like this poem because on first reading … More Poem || If Only I Could Catch My Dreams by Christy Ann Martine

Bookshop Snaps

Sometimes you’re in a bookshop and you’re drawn to a book as soon as you see it. As you pick it up you hear the ‘Harry meets wand’ music playing, your money dances in your pocket and you skip off to the till with a slightly manic grin on your face. Other times, you’re not … More Bookshop Snaps