My entry for the 1st round of the NYCMidnight Short Story Competition (placed 1st in my category) ---------------------------------------...

Is it a curse, to be God-blessed? To see yourself above the rest? A man who once had it all, Lost it all in his fall. Are you Icarus? How...

My first ever poetry piece was published in the December/January edition of OpenDoor Poetry!

Within every kind heart lies a flowerbed, Wherein sits two flower heads. A flower for love. A flower for the self. Matters that cannot be...

“We’re going to die aren’t we, Corrine?” “...I don’t know”. “Can’t we just make a run for it?” “We would drown before reaching anywhere...

It's loud, it’s small, it’s busy –and I wish, wish, wish that my mummy was here. Take one step at a time, one foot in front of the other....