She paints roses.

I grow them.

She listens to Julie.

I listen to Kat.

She favours lean prose.

I toss word bouquets across the page.

She’s a realist.

I’m a hopeless romantic.

My mother, her daughter.

Magdalena’s Rose

• Kat Edmonson

• Julie London

Anna G. Watson

~ educator, aspiring writer, simple design and style