#SixWordStories: February 13th
Happy anniversary, lover.
Happy anniversary, liar.
Happy anniversary, lover.
Happy anniversary, liar.
I primarily left the corporate world because of the people. I couldn’t bear the idea of living the rest of my life, centered around pettiness and politics and that’s all I saw around me. I drifted gradually into more creative circles. I met artists, writers, musicians, actors, performers. I also…
The challenge was to write a 140-word story about Twitter on a timer. I call this a twory and it was written in 14 minutes. It’s about Equal Sins.
A woman’s best friend has to sign off on all big relationship decisions, says the Date Doctor on ‘Hitch’. I examine my own love life to see if that’s true.
Let the waves comeLet the winds blowLet me be soaked, burnt, frozenTrampled by every manner of foe Let the shouts riseLet the voices echoLet there be slogans, insults, criesAnd words that land like blows I will melt, I will breakI will drown, I will searI will bear every wound &…
You wouldn’t recognise desirein the emptiness in your mouthmaking way for wordsthat your stomach is already breaking down You wouldn’t know desire if it licked youYou think it’s meant to kick & clawNot snuggle between your cellsBreathing the quiet places between people You wouldn’t trust desireEven if you laid bare…
I’ve been thinking about dignity. I do, a lot, especially when I feel I’ve not been dignified. I haven’t felt it lately because I haven’t felt in control of anything. But dignity isn’t about control, is it? I realised that most of my emotional decisions were trauma reactions. It wasn’t…