Lewys Gammond-PhillipsThe train to northern SpainWe’re into the hills now. In places where surely no one lives, but the tended to farmland and the rare clusters of orange-terracotta roofed…Jul 17Jul 17
Lewys Gammond-Phillips28Telling more stories than ever before In an accent that’s getting more Welsh The longer I’m away from Home. Now, I have new friends from…Mar 19Mar 19
Lewys Gammond-PhillipsThe Long HaulThis was my second time flying alone. I had done it for the first time a couple of months ago, for work. Now, I’m heading to Hong Kong for…Dec 21, 2023Dec 21, 2023
Lewys Gammond-PhillipsLambDad fucking loves that John Deere. The 6150R. He’d let it sleep at the end of his bed if it could fit. Probably, marry it if that weren’t…Sep 11, 2023Sep 11, 2023
Lewys Gammond-PhillipsThe Tower BlockLike a curious child standing under mother, Who knew concrete could be so bodily? People inside look after one another, Like ants that…Sep 11, 2023Sep 11, 2023
Lewys Gammond-PhillipsThinking of youI’ve already forgotten so much About You, which breaks and mends my heart But I could never forget your touch Your art Your curly hair Your…Aug 25, 2023Aug 25, 2023
Lewys Gammond-PhillipsThe beach at homeHarsh cold wind blew into my face, You would guess frost would grow on the skin But even with this fog, it was summer And we were on the…Jul 30, 2023Jul 30, 2023
