© 2014 Kate Griffin. All rights reserved.
Sometimes a feeling of home occurs while one is in transit, between places, or in the wilderness, a no-place which is different from a placeless place. It is a feeling of being emptied, of being dispossessed of all ideas and … Continue reading
© 2012 Kate Griffin. All rights reserved.
When the evening came, and the sweet shrill cry of the kites, that fills the daylight, stopped, ‘Awiz appeared with three paraffin lanterns, which he dotted about the floor in various places, and, having given me my supper, departed to … Continue reading