Put a knife on my neck and I’ll tell you how to cut and proceed. Just don’t press too roughly, or my soul might withdraw and bleed. Put a knife on my neck and I’ll allow you control. Just...
- 26/11/2025
- 1 Min Read
My heart has stopped. A restless machine. Absent. Soulless. It beats. It burns. Like dark coal in a cold bonfire. My heart has stopped. An organ without soul. Blood flows. Not for love. Not for excitement. Not for emotions....
- 26/11/2025
- 1 Min Read
The single beat of a butterfly’s wings can create a tornado. As irrational as the literal butterfly effect sounds, it expands our understanding of the footprint we, and everything else, leave behind. From living and breathing to inanimate and unable...
- 24/03/2025
- 4 Min Read
I think, and sometimes I don’t want to. A man stares blankly from across the street, longer than is polite, and I stare back into that oblivion. I let a path form between the two of us, like an artery,...
- 24/03/2025
- 5 Min Read
Two years ago I went mad. That makes it sound like it was a voluntary act, so let me rephrase. Two years ago, I met you, and you infected me with a madness which I had never felt before, and...
- 24/03/2025
- 4 Min Read
The Slow Unravelling The first time I knew — really knew — was at the dinner table. He was across from me, twirling his fork through his pasta, his eyes flicking toward the muted television over my shoulder. I was...
- 24/03/2025
- 7 Min Read