PinnedStefanie NeumannTo A FriendI’m sitting at the café that would be our café if we had ever met, wondering what you would have chosen on a dreary day like this and how…Oct 12, 2023Oct 12, 2023
Stefanie NeumannInkThe green ink smelt like blue berries, harvested under a golden sun that shone though reddening canopies.2d ago12d ago1
Stefanie NeumannFor GranOne turnip was all they had. She cut it, added water … a little more …, and cooked it. They even were out of salt.2d ago12d ago1
Stefanie NeumannPassedThere are holes in the fence of the property on the other side of the street. Some wooden struts are broken. The house behind it has seen…Jun 25Jun 25
Stefanie NeumannA HolidaySummertime was vacation time. Everybody talked about where they were going to spend their days off. But Gina did not have anywhere to go…Jun 141Jun 141
Stefanie NeumannDownShe didn’t want to get up. Dazed, she pressed the lids of her eyes together. When she opened them, it didn’t make any difference. It was…May 271May 271
Stefanie NeumannThe DanceThat night, they danced around the fire, one with the Earth and the Sky. Somewhere in the dark, a coyote howled, adding colour to their…May 21May 21
