Hannah: Chapter 5

“A lesson in light.”     “The park looks different these days,” I stare up at where the bush of one tree meets the next, creating a thick sky of lime green, bright yellow and specks of light brown. “It always does in spring,” Hannah keeps her eyes on her camera, gently turning different knobs, … More Hannah: Chapter 5

Hannah: Chapter 4

Hannah     ‘Really?’ he frowns, ‘That’s your favourite song?’ ‘It’s innocent,’ I explain, ‘The overwhelming emotion behind your first love.’ I hate small-talk with people I barely know, but I have somehow been drawn into conversation with this person. Actually, I had been deserted into conversation with him. Alec was here, and then suddenly … More Hannah: Chapter 4

Heroine

  “And she’s beautiful. But like the sun. Everyone always says how pretty the moon is because it lights up the darkness, but without the sun, the moon wouldn’t even exist, you know?” I did. He just didn’t know quite how much. “I probably sound so dumb right now,” his cheeks flush. He brings his … More Heroine

Hannah: Chapter 3

Deep Violet   “If one of these tattoo-covered hobo men graze against me again,” Alec mutters into the phone, “I swear to God, I will lose my shit.” “You don’t believe in God,” I make awkward eye contact with the elderly man down the hall wearing the tiniest floral-patterned robe as he takes his trash … More Hannah: Chapter 3

Dreamer

  I can’t recall the exact moment it happened. It didn’t happen overnight, I don’t think. Paris. Paris had been my idea apparently. This, too, I couldn’t recall. I had grown tired. Tired of trying. Trying to communicate in a foreign language; tired of living out of a backpack; tired of not knowing if we … More Dreamer

Wander

  With my fingers still sticky from the caramel sweets softened by the afternoon sun, I wander home. Perhaps one cannot really wander if you have a destination in mind, but wonder nevertheless I do. My skin is tacky and covered with a layer of salt, drawn from the ocean air. I detest this part … More Wander

Hannah: Chapter 2

  “My Parents.” ‘Look at that girl’s hair,’ my mother whispers. She speaks incredibly soft whenever she does this, barely moving her lips. She is afraid of the girl hearing her but has no problem staring as if the stranger has just spurted an extra arm and is slapping the man standing in the queue … More Hannah: Chapter 2

Insomnia.

A Short Story   Sleep is like a mortal’s version of time travel. The hours speed by when you’re unconscious, but the slightest hint of insomnia, and it feels like the clock has stopped. I think of Her on nights like these. I wonder if Her infinite sleep means anything. Does She feel it, too? … More Insomnia.

Hannah: Chapter 1

  “Waves.”       ‘The leaves are turning orange,’ I stare up at the trees that are slowly getting their green drained. ‘Winter is coming,’ Ayesha says ominously. ‘That doesn’t sound like such a bad thing,’ I try. She wraps her jacket tightly around her body, ‘It’s horrendous. Especially in this city.’ I had … More Hannah: Chapter 1

Hannah: Prologue

Prologue     ‘Did you know that I fell in love with you before I even met you?’ ‘Impossible,’ she shook her head, her hazel hair stroking her jawbone just as I liked to do. I raised my eyebrow, ‘Do you not believe me?’ ‘Of course not,’ she waved the notion away like an annoying … More Hannah: Prologue