The gate opened with a slow creek, of its own volition. ‘You’ve got to be kidding me,’ I thought, ‘A cemetery gate that has a mind of its own? I guess the universe thinks I’m a white protagonist in a horror film.’ I glared at the gargoyles towering above me. ‘No thank you,’ I hollered, … Continue reading As If
He wasn’t the first to seek my favour in Fangorn Forest; Many a knight-errant had stumbled through, in pursuit of excellence. He resembled a child entertaining a tiger cub with a long stick, Rather than a warrior fending off an apex predator. I was particularly indifferent to his beauty - His locks parodied Absalom’s infamous … Continue reading The Heir Apparent
It was pouring outside.She’d been away so long, she almost didn’tFind the turnstiles at King’s Cross. Her hand twitched to the wand in her pocketEverytime someone looked her way;The defensive instincts from the past yearWould take a while to tame. When Mrs. Granger finally opened the door to her,She was ambushed by a sopping wet hugFrom a … Continue reading Granger, Hermione
Seventeen years of formal education, Half a decade of professional training, Novel experiences, growing self-awareness, Battling imposter syndrome, and The vagaries of migrant life. None of this can guarantee the future: Brain freezes choose to attack At the most inopportune moments.
If I Turn on the string lights, Light up the right scents, Switch up the music ideally, It's almost as though I never left, I just took a trip, and that I've finally come home.
I need you to guard this for me. It’s broken beyond repair, and it isn’t worth much, so It’s not like you’ll be fighting off bandits, or the Queen’s Guard. Taking care of it isn’t rocket science, Just bring a katana of your choice to fight off the demons, A tent perhaps, for when … Continue reading Knight
They warned me about beer bellies and slower metabolism, They reminded me that school friends would become acquaintances. I was prepared for routines and clockwork sleep schedules, I grudgingly accepted the increasingly elaborate hangover cures. On most days I am grateful for the steady bank balance, and I’ve even made my peace with the lack … Continue reading Adulthood
It was the perfect roast of coffee, The precise level of background noise, There was more than enough sunlight, Lunch turned up at the perfect hour. Yet the most amazing thing about working from home Was the complete and utter control over the thermostat.
Parker contemplated the sliced watermelon. Her fingers brushed against his, as they reached for the same fruit. Their eyes met. She blushed. His eyes crinkled with a smile. A conversation ensued, coy comments were passed. Back in the car, she flipped the sunshade open. Strange to be appreciative of her reflection, floral mask … Continue reading One of the Others
They struggled in the weeds together for an hour, before Billy decided they should split up. ‘Light a flare if you need help,’ he instructed, plodding away furiously. Only when he lost his shadow around midday, did he begin to worry that Sarah might’ve found the egg first.