Birds without wings The fan hummed a constant stream of air against the white wall. There it was again, that unsettling feeling of strangeness. The sensation of floating in the ether, of observing the body once occupied, filled with a sense of urgency that things were askew, that she was out of place. She […]
27.05.2019 06:09
Free woman As a writer and a woman she is constantly encumbered by the intrusive thoughts of society into her private space of self-expression. She feels shackled by rules that she must follow, and that she follows despite sometimes her strongest resistance. Most times she feels like she is slowly marching toward her death, the […]
04.05.2017 23:34
Between blue checkered sheets “Aren’t you ashamed?” she laughed. “No,” I replied. But yes, there was a time when I wore Shame like a cloak. A thin, impenetrable barrier that hid me from my Self. Shame was a layer of my skin. I did not know then that she was an intruder, an alien […]