February 10, 2020

Content warning: suicide and eating disorders.

‘Wait, why can’t I see my nickname, then?’ I quickly type in. ‘Don’t I have one?’

    I’ve wrongly been added to that group chat. An impostor. A third wheel. Why am I even here? This only makes things worse, it makes me...

January 19, 2020

    Monday, September thirtieth.  

    Two till five pm. 

    The dissection room smells. But strangely, not as much as I thought it might. The formaldehyde stink is a base-level, bearable, non-offensive sort of stink, where your nose i...

January 7, 2020

    My mind contains universes, spreading and growing, their edges tickling my brain. Worlds of thoughts, ideas and dreams strain against my temples; they constantly struggle to break open my pate and rise from my head like a Greek goddess. 

    A million vers...

December 22, 2019

    The monster let out an earth-shattering roar. The crows took flight, circling dizzyingly into the clouds. The wolves flattened their ears, preparing for battle. Anla sighed, clattering up the stairs. 

    “What?” she asked. “What? Stop...

December 2, 2019

Content Warning: single use of the word "rape."

Five stages of Blankness. 

“I belong to the Blank generation. I can take it or leave it each time.” 

Belief

the starry-eyed version of denial 

    It started with that reassurance. Of course the mindset was reversed, and the b...

November 19, 2019

    The weight of my head rests on the softness of my pillow. I can hear each inhale and exhale of my breath. Muscles consistently bring my chest up and down and up and down. Two molecules of oxygen—twenty-one-percent of the air passing down my throat—reach my lungs an...

November 9, 2019

    It is near impossible to forget the habits and peculiarities of a person whom you have once loved. At times, it might seem like you have forgotten the exact way they walk––with a slight bounce in their step, their arms swinging with the movement. Their distinct and...

September 9, 2019

     In Florida, there is still a laundromat. The shining wheels of cars whizzing by it mimic the steely spinning of the machines. Next door you can buy custard, and in the back you can hop over the railroad tracks to Sarah’s house....

September 9, 2019

     For a long time the world had known that too much fat and sugar was bad for you, and could lead to things that could leave you on a surgical ward. All the same, the trolley that was brought round each morning was stacked with chocolate bars, fizzy drinks, and...

October 23, 2018

    I keep thinking about the soap dish. In Shoreditch, London, during this design festival that my mum
took our entire parade to: People I’d met maybe twice in my life coming together for my week-long
farewell non-party.


    My parents had come to London with me...

August 6, 2018

  His staff adore him, however, after a few cocktails his chief advisor will admit that he knows very little about who the Mayor is. If you comb through YouTube you will be disappointed to find zero ammunition against the Mayor. He never speaks off the cuff; instead, h...

I don’t know why but, when I write, I always stop just a little ways short of the Truth.

    It’s a funny feeling, knowing it’s all somewhere inside me - like there’s something trying to leak out, something gooey that builds up in my chest and that wants to ooze out fro...

February 16, 2018

    Holding it in a tight grip, Duncan could feel the random bumps and dips that covered the skin pressed firmly against his own palm. If he was honest it was, above all else, the skin that had always fascinated Duncan. How it could be soft, hard, scarred, bruised and...

He's hung his tshirts on the window.

"Why do you do that?" I asked.

"To dry them," he grunted, through sleep dry lips, and turned to the cool side of the pillow.

The air feels like felt fuzz on my tongue and the room is too hot to sleep in but his half of the bed is besie...

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