****Trigger Warning: Contains themes of suicide**** We’ve been doing this for the past four years, ever since we read it in Goodbye magazine. It was the ‘7 Pacts You Should Make To Honour Your Friendship’ article which suggested that friends should allocate the time to see each other regularly. So, we decided that every last … Continue reading Prose/Short Story: Goodbye Magazine By Hannah Williams
The footpath leading to the lake where she walked barefoot with the red soil discolouring her bronze skin. As the dust rises, she hopes to emerge as its daughter waiting to be uplifted by the wind. She looked back at her footsteps imprinted in the sand wondering if her ancestors had embossed their footprints too. … Continue reading Prose/Short Story: Red Soil (Micro Fiction)
Solitary is bitter to starving souls searching for freedom but freedom is what I have always dreamt of. A world where I can sing with the wind and join the chorus of flocking birds singing in the dawn. A life far greater than being a caged bird. I am having the serenity to accept the … Continue reading Prose/Short Story: The Telling Gaze Of A Caged Bird
The lunar light shone bright on her under that icy winter moonlight. She felt the light. She felt it. It warmed her heart and seared away the sorrow. In that moment, she felt peace. The breeze blew her hair and the cold caressed her lips. The lips too stiff to speak up for herself. She … Continue reading Prose/Short Story: Why She Left You
Iknew society was absorbed with beauty and I learnt that from a young age. On this youthful summer day, I learnt one detrimental life lesson. I discovered the bias in beauty. I remember it so vividly. I was sitting in the playground and Amelia knocked the lunchbox from my hands. My food dropped and I … Continue reading Prose/Short Story: I Bought Death Instead of Beauty By Hannah Williams
