for Wonu

the light that comes in contact with her skin won’t change the fire in her heart light is meant to solidify                       to beautify but in this situation, it...

Jealousy

You appear as a dark shadow; small, black, faceless, getting bigger and bigger. Engulfing until your circumference becomes traceless. You sound like sharp green nails on...

Creative Writing: If only we were stick men

The day before is full of ambition, magazine cut outs and aspirations. Legs tangled we trip over each other and you hurt your back, I kneel in the wrong...

Make it new

“Make it new,” he muttered, sliding the final pin into the top right corner of the banner. He let it go and watched as...
Illustration by Ana Dukakis

Creative Writing: Level Three – Puzzle

You step through the newly-unlocked gate into a market place that looks several decades older than the world you just left. Adjusting your top...

The Silent Hills

From this furore of madness I will run to the silent hills.