Creative

  • Day is Breaking

    Day is Breaking

    Feeling fed up again? Memorising poems for class – isn’t it just exhausting? Will it even be useful for future jobs? Sometimes, you just don’t see the point of…

  • I’ll Survive

    I’ll Survive

    I walked around the corner, shopping bag in hand. Inside, your favourite brand of apple juice.    Night was falling, and with that, a gloomy blanket of mist envelops…

  • Zephyr

    Zephyr

    As night fell, she sat before the dim light, quill poised over paper. But before her hand could dance, the paper lay moist, like tears shed by the parchment…

  • Butterflies In The Dark

    Butterflies In The Dark

    I wonder if it was worth it in the end. Working vendor, out on a stand.  Lost to a crowd that forgot my name.  Dark to the light that…

  • Lies. Death. Deceit.

    Lies. Death. Deceit.

    Every day I watched as that horrible red substance seeped through their shirts. My hands were rough as they rubbed against the underside of my gun. Shockwaves ran through…

  • Sonder

    Sonder

    Sonder.   Coined by John Koenig in his book ‘The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows’, sonder is a noun used to describe the profound realisation that every random passerby is…

  • Enigma

    Enigma

    I stared at my own reflection and wondered if I was right. There’s one major problem with all psychological knowledge–nobody can apply it to themselves. We humans can be…

  • The Necromancer-Witch

    The Necromancer-Witch

    The air blazes white-hot with searing energy, a spell crafted from the petals of corpse lily rafflesia, eyes of newt, drops of liquid sky, laments from lonely nights, and…

  • Throne

    Throne

    Struggles for the one and only, tribes fighting for the high kingship, kindred killing kindred to be the ruler; Revenge from the closest, the powerful, the enemy. Wars, massacres,…

  • Wolf Tooth

    Wolf Tooth

    Four hundred pounds per square inch down on my right wrist. It tore through my skin and flesh breaking my bones.   Ripped tissues and muscles lay on shredded…

  • And They Were Shipmates…

    And They Were Shipmates…

    Il était une fois‘,    Waves had power. They rose high into the sky grasping the gods above. They held the strength to guide and reshape the course of…

  • Wolves

    Wolves

    Wolves, Wolves,   Fierce fangs with teeth,  Fierce fangs with teeth,   Fierce fangs with teeth to rip you apart, Rip you apart to shreds,   Shreds of three…

  • He’s Just Messing With Me

    He’s Just Messing With Me

    When I crossed my legs and pulled my sleeve down, and when I sniffed and turned up my songs to max volume, I cried. I cried yesterday, today, last…

  • Do You Remember?

    Do You Remember?

    The square was as busy as ever.   I breathed in the slightly sour tang of yeast. A second breath brought the sweet scent of sugar. A third —…

  • Delusion

    Delusion

    Delusion. The false belief about an external reality, a belief that is held despite all evidence pointing to the contrary.    Delusions. Something almost anyone can relate to.   …

  • Wish Me Luck

    Wish Me Luck

    Emery wasn’t stupid.   Yes, he was a figurehead prince with no real power; yes, his younger brother is the crown prince; yes, he was the illegitimate child. But…

  • Bruised

    Bruised

    years and years have passed since the days of tummy butterflies  and the embarrassed pink of cheeks carefree giggles and knees bruised from falling into each other now every…

  • Moon Butterfly

    Moon Butterfly

    Late, all those bloodied rabbits  crushing the butterfly’s wings.  Hurtful curses and words of bliss: Why?   Aren’t the Gods listening? Mushed wings on shredded ice… to have memories…

  • Limited

    Limited

    A range is a limit.  The number that the faceless faces outside the classroom window use to see if you’re worth anything. A range is a number that they…

  • The Falling

    The Falling

    CW: Violence & Kidnapping   Consciousness returned in fragments, accompanied by a throbbing pain in my head. My surroundings were disorienting – dimly lit and echoing with distant noises.…