A Lone Man and a Lame Fox meet one November night. The Lone Man longs at his limestone porch as the Lame Fox limps in advantage of the...

A dear friend once wrote me this on a fragment of paper one evening after a long and boozy night packed to the brim with our usual...

TW: SA, CSA. As a child, there was always an innate fear of some ghastly odour stalking me, one that seeped from the holes in my purity...

'A dizzying retinal riddle of a painting, Las Meninas plays tug of war with our mind. […] Suddenly, we see Las Meninas for what it is –...

Seven meteor showers a year, you said, That’s all the sky will give you, And you should be grateful - such moments are rare. Here, you...

There is an empty space I inhabit with no walls and no furniture. At first it is aggressively white but as I scramble in the blinding...

There's a state (of mind) I frequent, where every intent behind what is said and done feels falsified. Despite what most may deduce, for...

Where does the power lie, when a body is a body, but words are glass shards made for bleeding? Where does my pleading lead me, when I...

I have always been interested in the relationship between space, time and the mind and the intriguing ways in which they interact to...

(follows absolutely no logical order but kinda fun to play with) In the beginning, maybe, I took a spherical ball of ink and stretched it...

I started writing a long fiction piece in 2021 and thought I had lost the entire thing but miraculously my laptop which is beyond fucked...

She holds her longing like a stream of song, her melody a body torn over long-worn borders of the right and the wrong. Crouched deep in...

Oh, gentle ceasefire: my resigned acceptance lies like sheet-ice on lava. Rose petals hang heavy on the cool surface, perfumed, putrid...

Until recently, I have always told myself that I am not an angry person. I have told myself I hate feeling anger because it’s a useless,...