Prompt: The borders are gone
Hester
22 November, 2024
5:19 pm
The borders that enclose us have dissolved, they were always a fantasy of imagination anyway.
Kirsty
22 November, 2024
5:24 pm
Free, at long last, to roam. Roam where my heart desires, to the people and the places I love or have yet to love. To move and settle like a flitting bird along the hedgerow.