The wrath of a witch second is to none, and more so if she were hungry. Emma wanted the sandwich. Not just any sandwich. The one with a fluffy white outside and gooey Nutella spread. To open her lunch box at school and to smell hazelnuts – and know she cared far more for it […]Read Post ›
I’ve been staring at an empty tea-cup for as long as I can remember. Nothing can last forever. But this feeling has. Loops of time could be soundly manipulated and woven like scarves, but I do tire of it. I clutch at my tea-cup, but loosen my grip so it can spin around my thumb. […]Read Post ›
A town of many riches had it all, but one. A beast. I had been teased as a child that it would eat me. And consume me it did. Silk ribbons were braided into my hair. It had only been a few minutes but every second that remained, I held onto. I held a part […]Read Post ›
Three stones cast the same way at the same time. Where they met in the water – none could know. The Hatter counted. One. Two. Three gone. Absolum the Wise had jested that there was another world, but none believed him – although they ought have. The Hatter had with him his journal tucked beneath […]Read Post ›
Cherry Cola was poured into a pink, plastic cup. A straw sat lopped over one side while a lemon floated beside large, clinking ice-cubes. Rhonda, from a car insurance ad was my muse. I was determined to be one of those sun soaked girls that politely crossed over their bronze legs, and lowered their sunnies […]Read Post ›
They didn’t call her. The bandages for the tattoo were ready to be removed. She had always loved tattoos, they marked her for who she was, but that was no longer the case. This tattoo branded her. It hurt more than all the others, mostly because she hadn’t chosen it. It didn’t even choose her. […]Read Post ›
Sam: I’m minding the dealership on that day. Fred: . Sam: I’m drinking coke at the back of the dealership on that day. Fred: . Sam: Mum says I have to be there. I really want to help out. I should help. Fred: . Sam: The motorbike is going to need petrol and I’ve almost […]Read Post ›
Alice hadn’t seen what hit her in the face. It happened again. Silk petals flew. Colours blurred. Alice found herself staring into another set of blue eyes. Alice had been pretending to listen to her tutor’s monotone voice. Who was reading from yet another historical book, or perhaps it was about the art of being […]Read Post ›
Her name was Lina, she had a mild appreciation for money. They say her boyfriend was made of her ideals which, coincidentally, mostly consisted of money. They say he hadn’t been “well on the eyes”. Her heart was hard as ice but every so often she melted at the sight of money. She fawned after […]Read Post ›
Eloise always bathed in lukewarm water. Sprigs of lavender floated on the water’s surface, and kissed her fingertips as she entered the bath. She mustn’t stay all day, her mother told her. She hadn’t cared all too much for her mother’s tone. For she hadn’t the same idle, fluttery thoughts as her sister Alice. She […]Read Post ›
alice in the clouds 