I write out loud about issues many would rather whisper

The ones that tear through our global tapestry and threaten to pull us apart

My pen is the needle weaving the torn stitching back together

My words provide a sense of solace and promise

A step along the road to break the cycle of trauma that too often fosters alienation and misunderstanding

From the former convict prisons of coastal Australia to the former slave dungeons of coastal Ghana, I seek to find answers to today’s problems in the connected stories of our past