The Narrative

The narrative is all wrong. When you said you wanted to build a sandcastle with me some day, did you really mean it or you did you want me to stop time and travel back to you? I wanted you to stay, I wanted you next to me but the narrative says you left. Did …

twelve

Strange, stars are nothing but huge, glowing balls of fire. Who set them alight?

The letter

The letter read, “There's a saying that if someone fulfils their dream, It becomes the dream of another. I want to be that kind of person. I want to be your dream.” It was a long time ago. The pages have yellowed. The ink has faded. But the words remain the same, Inscribed and etched …

Hello

“Hello!” Do we have to shake hands? Can we just smile and let it be? Do I have to greet you at all? You stretch out your hands, I smile and bow in greeting. I stretch out my hands and you bow in greeting. Can we please stop? Can we pretend we never met? Yeah, …

Dragon on my wall

There is a dragon on my wall, a real fire breathing dragon, black, with purple markings. They look down on me every day with angry eyes and I can’t figure out if they are really that angry or if they are more lonely than angry. Sure, they stay still, a mere painting, acrylics on canvas. …

Dear my friend

Dear my friend, how have you been? Another summer has rolled in, another year has gone by and it has been ages since I last saw you in person. I hope we don't meet though, for your sake and mine. It is cruel you know, meeting you in person. To be reminded again and again …

Rain Frogs

The first time I saw one, I was lying on the floor, trying to beat the summer heat with my arms and legs spread out to cover maximum area on cool surface. I wasn’t really paying attention and so, when I saw something flash by, I assumed it was a trick of light. It was …

dream catcher

I try to catch a dream tonight. After many sleepless nights, I finally dare to dream again. It is scary. Like free falling through air, but it makes me feel. Isn't that something I had lost altogether? Feelings? Dream. Dream. Dream. What if the dream I am so eagerly waiting for is just a nightmare …

five

i don't know how dreams are supposed to function. some say premonition, some say trash, while still others say your deepest desires manifesting themselves in the alternate reality you try to live in your dreams. i have a tendency to forget my dreams or my nightmares. i think it is fair. to forget them all. …

home in a tea cup

Seven mismatched tea cups carefully balanced on a tray, make their way to the center table. They clatter and clang against each other until the tray is set down. The warm, amber liquid contained in them sloshes around and finally settles down with a ripple or two. The rose gold cup looks calm and elegant, …