Mens sana in corpore sano

Body, why do you rebel against me Body, do not lie,

If I am the feather

If I am the feather you are the wings If I am the kite you are the wind

Mass Illusion

Thousands of years, wars Another age with dominant laws Life, forgotten letters cease the attar of words.

To hating long distance, mental illness and bad metaphors

I love you like broken glasses.

qmunicreate #11: Escapism

qmunicreate is an anthology of creative writing, short stories and poetry, from students at the University of Glasgow. Our eleventh … More

Sunshine Nonetheless

With sweaty thighs and the dust coming to rest on my toes, I throbbed on as the sun does, a … More

Tanfust-nneɣ*

*** Out of the dust, from the vanished particles Out of existence, illusion of reality we are immense The rhetoric … More

She Escapes the Only Way She Knows How

dried flowers poke their heads out of the battered book spines a discoloured petal stuck in the dog-eared pages … More

Rebirth

I. don’t fear the wind allow it to move you gently beyond when you feel rooted II. don’t fear … More

Bonnie

they pinned the badge that once was yours to the ties of my apron and all at once, I was … More

Category: Creative Writing

Mens sana in corpore sano

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Mass Illusion

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