Writing

I am going to tell you a story –

– one that does not include dragons and knights or a word untrue, but rather women, spread throughout lands and lore  like volcanic ash not permitted to soar.  I am going to tell you  of midnights and moors,  and moonlit manors  with open doors, where maidens were  left to wane and wither  until naught remained…

The magic of books – and booksellers

In November I visited a bookshop that had a sign that said “Books” above the door, and it felt like a magical portal that was conjured  just for me.  The stories that created paths throughout it stood floor to ceiling, and they seemed to be ordered based more on feeling and personality of the book…

World Poetry Day – or Being Alive

Today is #worldpoetryday, and for this day I am sharing a blog post I wrote when I was 19 on the evening I first discovered the song Pink Bullets by The Shins. I remember feeling lost and sad and doing all I can to remain afloat, and this song made my heart crack open like…

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About Me

My name is Sofia Mifsud and I come from the little island of Malta. Currently living in the US, I write and make films and take photographs and dream about other worlds in which I can fly.

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