Short Fiction
5 min
Scheduled to leave on the 0620 flight to Stockholm, this time she packed light since it was a short run. Arriving at the coffee shop in the terminal, she orders breakfast a little earlier than usual
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Short Fiction
1 min
Sunset in Tsim Sha Tsui
"Next stop, Tsim Sha Tsui Station"
As soon as I stepped out of the carriage, I walked towards the roof garden platform of the parking lot of Harbour City. I put on my headphones, I sat on the ... [+]
As soon as I stepped out of the carriage, I walked towards the roof garden platform of the parking lot of Harbour City. I put on my headphones, I sat on the ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
Blueblood
Short Fiction
4 min
Happy New Year
It was weird that I had never considered strangling myself with a tie. While pondering upon my previous trials, I removed the tie from the shirt, wrapped it around my neck, and cinched it as tightly
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Poetry
1 min
Death
Short Fiction
5 min
Doubting Thomas
I had been working at the diner for like, a year and a half. The place off the highway, outside that little butt-scrap of a town. It was an okay joint, with a couple of cracked vinyl seats and
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Short Fiction
4 min
Charging Flame
"Shite." Seamus sighed, as he watched the sun fall over the horizon.
He hadn't meant to spend so much time in town. Now he was paying for it. He sighed, he couldn't wait to get back to Maeve ... [+]
He hadn't meant to spend so much time in town. Now he was paying for it. He sighed, he couldn't wait to get back to Maeve ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
Fahrenheit
Fresh tomatoes stay quiet in the market
Watching fake fantasies, listening to rosy rhymes ... [+]
Watching fake fantasies, listening to rosy rhymes ... [+]
Short Fiction
3 min
Uncontrollable
TW: blood, m*rder
When I came back to consciousness, my head hurt. I felt the light through my closed eyelids, and even though I realized that if I opened my eyes, it would hurt more, the ... [+]
When I came back to consciousness, my head hurt. I felt the light through my closed eyelids, and even though I realized that if I opened my eyes, it would hurt more, the ... [+]
Creative Nonfiction
2 min
My favorite type of trash
As a kid, I was always excited to show my illustrations to everyone I knew. Carrying my heavy old tablet to school, I loved hearing compliments on my neon-colored digital creations from my classmates
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Poetry
1 min
Open Secret
The majority of the crowd exaggerates it to be a destructive phantom,
Diagnosis of its menacing ... [+]
Diagnosis of its menacing ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
Maybe It Was Me
Poetry
1 min
The Golden Light
Poetry
1 min
32 Minutes
Poetry
1 min
The Mountain and Me
Deep in a pit, cliffs on either side
I shook my head at the sight. I couldn't get out if I ... [+]
I shook my head at the sight. I couldn't get out if I ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
Come This Far
Had you considered you're the enemy?
Thinking that being strong was a sign
So you forced all ... [+]
Thinking that being strong was a sign
So you forced all ... [+]
Poetry
1 min
Where is Grace
A supple twig crowned with leaves floats down the creek
I walk with it, I keep pace with it
It ... [+]
I walk with it, I keep pace with it
It ... [+]