Aug 21, 2020
When Things Fall Into Place
Coincidence, fluke, call it what you may
I was out for a walk in my city of refuge one fine day
new mobile phone in hand
I snapped objects of Architecture
a favourite pastime I nurture
Welcome to Vagabond Voices. Show us where you’ve walked…and let us wander with you. Poetry, short fiction, creative non-fiction, multilingual writers welcome.
An Irish-Nigerian soul living in Ireland after 40 years in Germany. A social anthropologist, English teacher, and more. With stories to share; and an opinion…
