Fiction
RINGS
Rings. I have no idea why they remind me so much of the morning of that day. Maybe it’s because it was the last medium through which our bodies touched.
DEAR DIARY
Monday, 30th of March, 2020 Dear Diary, It’s been four years since I came home. The air is still as tense as the day I left. Dad almost sent me
THEN, WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?
Let’s tell a story. A story where you found Him, that Him that they say completes you, and he happens to tick all of your boxes. Let us say the
I LIKE BOYS
His throat felt like he hadn’t had water to drink in days. “Let’s share the Grace,” his mother said from where she’d been kneeling throughout the family devotion. Everyone else
FROM RAINBOW TO NOTHING
It had rained earlier and the concrete is cold and slippery as I climb over the bridge and stood on the tiny ledge. A vicious wind blows at me, as
A VIOLENT SHADE OF RED
Love, they say, conquers all things. I’m now sure that that’s not entirely true. For I wonder why love hasn’t conquered all the pain that have weighed down on my
NEVER FELT BEFORE
He looks like a dream sitting across from me. I’d stopped listening to everything else but the sound of my own heartbeat. It drums in my chest, becoming the only
A Rehearsal for Loneliness
My ex-boyfriend is seated opposite me, here in my friend’s house. Calling him “ex” makes me feel some type of way, because our breakup was not exactly conventional. You know,
DO I?
“Mike!” It is then that I snap out of my reverie. “Do you know how many times I’ve called you?” Eric asks with his big brown eyes looking searchingly into
Now, Obi Knows
THEN Obi was sitting on a mattress, his back against the wall in a dirty hostel room the first time you saw him. There were other people in the room
