Tag: Katherine Michaels
Yungas Road, Bolivia, often called “the world’s most dangerous road.” The road beckoned them all — those with brave mottoes, those with timid hearts, those with rising dreams.
I would rise above the moments of descending self-doubt, but so often, alone, I am a bird with no wings. It is then that momentary, scattered shadows draw
In a sooty boot-black ginnel near the grimy dernières étapes* a bitty pale dracunculus awaits a cadre of tatterdemalions who come with glee unsurpassed with the anticipation of
So seldom does a reader fully grasp intent. When opportunities arise to delve into the vault, release the clasp and view our work through fellow writers’ eyes, the
Tyranny would teach us that its strength lies in the power to inflict pain and sorrow. But pain is not a measure of my weakness; it is a