The little girl

The little girl

I remember the night it all started. It was a cold Thursday evening. The sky was dark and heavy, like it was about to rain. I had closed my curtains,…
I am

I am

I am a child.I like cookies.Ice cream makes me happy.Candies and chocolates stitch the sky back together when it tears. I am a girl.I love animations that leave glitter in…
A child, a woman.

A child, a woman.

I am a child.I like cookies. Ice cream makes me happy. Candies and chocolates make my day. I am a girl.I love animations. I love dancing, running, and playing in…
As perfect, as flawed.

As perfect, as flawed.

I was in love with a writer once. Sweet words flowed from his mouth like a buttery fountain, smooth and passionate, coating everything they touched. His eyes held a kindness…
Where is she?

Where is she?

Creature - Khrisna Canning What happened to that child? That child whose last worry was being loved by a man. That child who only wanted to do better than she…
Love don’t care

Love don’t care

“Mide, have you seen Everybody Loves Jenifa?” he asked over the phone that evening. She shook her head instinctively before realizing he couldn’t see her. “No! Have you seen it?”…
Is this deep enough?

Is this deep enough?

Dear Loml, I wrote this while listening to 'Idea 15', you should do the same ❤️. - Is this deep enough, or should I fall deeper? Do you want me…