Curtains open,  curtains closed  light through the fabric leaves me exposed. Inside I feel a magic  invoked by memories and I speak...

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the ancient streets of Sicilily. Luca Romero, a formidable figure in the...

The truth has been told a million times before. It hangs from the trees and  lies unceremoniously on the floor. I trip on it as I walk,...

TW: Talks of self harm and suicidal ideation.  Your hand touched the same wrist the sharp ends did  You saw skin and I saw red, and even...

“I’ve been having trouble sleeping Dr. I stay up all night and through the early hours of the morning, lying in my bed staring at the...

Every night, as our heads hit the pillows, and our heavy eyelids droop to a close, and we enter into a world away from our own. We can...

The Silent Treatment - An Empty Conversation TW: Cursing, Death, Grief. Disclaimer: Language may be considered profane or explicit....

You ask me why I am silent, well, it's because I am worried about death. Your death, my death, the end of it all. I am silent because the...

The shower stopped raining, and she stepped out of the bathroom shivering, the poetry leaving to return once her mind was free. She...

Flash fiction inspired by the real life of painter Louis Wain. Louis Wain was quite old when he took up his cat drawings. This had become...

The image captures a serene scene from Coonoor, a hill station in the nilgiri hills. Coonoor is known for its aromatic tea plantations...

“How long has it been?” “I don’t know, five months?” Five months it had been, since its voyage into the wintry horizon, without a care of...

On the 29th of February Purnaa Muthu, a 2nd year student at KREA University organized the sequel of her immensely successful and unique...

I found a picture of us today in a scrapbook I made years ago, that lay in the depths of my old room’s desk drawer. That polaroid we took...

I wish I could capture a moment With the blink of my eye, And have it engraved in my memory So I can recall it at night. Perfect as the...

Pieces of glass littered on the floor, scraps of dust hiding in the corner, the tune of rain breezes through the air, a buzzing hum wafts...

The word which raises eyebrows, gives way to concerned expressions and hushed tones. Is greeted with either fear, hence avoided or anger...

When the voices speak, no one warns, When the winds blow, no one is heard, Yet the noises are the loudest of all. When the people come,...

TW: self harm, depression Let it end! Let me be one with the wind and the earth again, Let me go with a little piece of me on me. Let...

TW: themes of anxiety, body dysphoria I’m uneasy In my body, In my mind. Always sweating Or shivering They say wake up to the chirping of...