A letter to my almost lover

By Samantha Stephens

The Sky Through The Window

‘What good is life anyway if you can’t laugh through it?’ her eyes continued to stare out into the tiny slice of…

That Thing I Call Home

a multi-media consideration of structure and place

Metaphors Of Heart

You chase the deep soul of the wind, trying to discover what shape it veils, 
you look at the ever flowing river to ferret…

Why do you Drink…?

The most frequent question I get asked at parties is, “how come you don’t drink?”

Late Spring Rain & Beneath The Banyan Tree

How One Poem Led To Another

The Wrong Direction.

— there she was, staring at me