He looks up when he thinks aloud. What is he looking for? She sees the light above them leap into his mirroring eyes until like two moons...

It's a restless sort of feeling, one which you might have been carrying around all day or which sprung up with insufferable urgency...

Some of us hide parts of who we are, because the glamour of secrecy is too much to give up. It’s too sensual, it’s too sensitive. Secrecy...

The stem stands tall, A pillar of stability. Of sustenance. Reliable, trustworthy, Vital. To the flower, at least. To the gardener it is...

Another night with no objective. Another night with nothing, not even sleep on my mind. On this very familiar night I gazed upon the...

Sonder: (neologism) The profound feeling of realising that everyone, including strangers passing in the street, has a life as complex as...

Light. Weightlessness. The doors of the train spring open and I leap aboard. It seems even the commuters are living brighter days: one...

As golden days begin to wane And dim their laughing light The yawning Summer, ripe with grain Lies down and fades from sight The skies...

Gliding softly on the surface of things And not really letting anyone in Diving deep into a web of blue dreams With only brightness for...

[content warning: references to abuse] I ran. I ran until my feet bled and my vision blurred. I ran from my mother's home where love was...

2nd place for Prose category in the school creative writing competition in October 2023 The old mossy staircase was a relic of forgotten...

Ambitious task, isn't it? I don't presume to have the answer. If anything I have the question. What is that thing that happens when I...

(written with the narrative voices of 'The Gun' by Vicki Weaver and 'Chainsaw Versus the Pampas Grass' by Simon Armitage in mind) A...

It’s been thirty days since the attack. I have not left the reactor core since then, but every morning I awake to the thrumming of...

Dawn rose slowly that morning. The violet Sun shone across the desert, the sands shining bright with the purple light of a dying star....

Her eyes were a love letter. Their sweet chocolate encapsulated everything that I loved about her. That passion that somehow never...

I'd draw him if I knew how - Trace the line of his back and his brow Touch him lightly with a pencil Frame him by a windowsill...

With her clear gaze and soft little smile she shows you the same good-natured indifference she'd show everyone in the world. She's...

O soft speaking stones frustrated by time, Show me the gentle hand encased in frigid stone. O Green-plagued, yellow-speckled face, your...

You’ve found your way up, now find it back down. Turn to see what’s gone before The light behind a closing door A newly pressed footprint...

Hands shaking with adrenaline, I turned the page. Halfway down, below a regimented paragraph of words in Calibri and a short, instructive...

Each step a sigh, a fleeting breath, In the spiral's dance, where life meets death. Pointless whispers in the cosmic air, As we move...

Nestled amidst a thick enigmatic forest were the remnants of an antiquated temple, a testament to the bygone eras of old. Its strange...

In the heart of the tower, where plants held sway, A father and daughter, in their own special way. Amidst the greenery, in that secret...

It was the day the Moon fell. He started down in haste as if the scale had been tipped off by the flick of a finger. The clouds moved...

There is a teary eyed boy, they're big and brown they taste, lick and breathe the watery sigh of the world. He lives for autumn orange...

Straight backed and tight lipped, She commands her office. Constant ringing, conversing on the Kremlin-Whitehouse hotline Seeping through...

How does such a simple, innocent face Paint one thousand colours with a smile? She had as well a smile to be seen: Soft as a willow tree,...

Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful man and a handsome woman. They had not known each other for long but had already developed a...

He began climbing the steps of the escalator. There seemed to be so many at first, but he took his time with them. The upside was that...

I wish I could write, but the obscenity of that deed forbids me to do so. My inexperience, weakened by my distaste for condolences, puts...

the overground may be fine everything’s functioning life keeps going time’s still changing the overground may be fine but what about the...

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