A silence grew when he walked into the room. Not a hushed, anticipatory silence but a silence of exclusion. It was a silence that wrapped its silent cloak tighter around its silent mouth and watched him with silent, screaming eyes.
A silence grew when he walked into the room. Not a hushed, anticipatory silence but a silence of exclusion. It was a silence that wrapped its silent cloak tighter around its silent mouth and watched him with silent, screaming eyes.
Caribbean. Writing.
"I'd rather be reading"
Ear Nose & Throat, Head & Neck Surgeon
A Local's Take On Exploring Jamaica
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Caribbean Woman, Paediatric Surgeon, Lover of Life
mental health, self-care + actualisation & natural healing for millenials
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