Category Archives: Annette Rohde

The park was quiet for a Friday morning. The sun warm, leaves golden and grass still slightly damp from an early autumn shower. It felt like home away from home. She sat on the park bench, frail and forlorn, crouching … Continue reading →

“Hey, why don’t you come around for dinner? You can see my dog’s behaviour for yourself.” It was his blue eyes that had me on the first blink. You could drown in those eyes. With one look, nothing else existed. … Continue reading →

The moon, set low in the night sky, reflects its light on the deceitfully smooth ocean. The waves, gently hitting the side of the boat, are my unwanted companions. My weary body lying on the hard deck faces the stars; … Continue reading →

He knew his was short but his passions were strong. He tried to prepare those he loved subtly. He knew theirs would be longer so he aimed to make a big impact, to make his mark, to make a difference. … Continue reading →

He asked if I wanted to try some but I wasn’t sure. He said it would be okay, so I took a drag and it hurt my throat so much that I thought I was going to cough my lungs … Continue reading →