drink me (3:25)

drink me in; you know i won't stay here for too long. another month before i move on (it's a cruelty to create tethers)

drink me (2:25)

sweltering summer days, you bring me frozen glasses of relaxation (it's like drinking a little bit of heaven; will you bring me another?)

literary lion: pool (100)

with a flick, i lowered the flame under the cauldron and wound the rope, bringing it to safe height for bottling. the liquid shimmered silver under the moonlight, a pale effect against the dulled darker silver of the cauldron. drawing a ladle from the branch of the tree and a bag of vials, i measured out… Continue reading literary lion: pool (100)

Study of Living (400)

She paints her lips crimson. This is her favourite part of lipstick, the way the fresh red colour conjures up images of blood and stands out starkly on pale skin, untouched by sunlight. (the colour is her favourite of all, and the best part is the fact that red is the season's newest style. ladies… Continue reading Study of Living (400)

frozen over

for the first fifteen years, she doesn't age. (no one minds) people comment on it, youth and genetics all in one neat parcel. one year, she has a boyfriend who comments on it: young and beautiful and somehow tragic. tale's as old as time, but he doesn't know how it's going to end. no-one does, not… Continue reading frozen over


"decide," you say. you've been on repeat for a while now, coaxing and demanding, sulking and reasoning, imploring and hoping. it's not the kind of decision i make lightly, you know this by now. i'm cautious by nature, endlessly thinking on every step before i take it. it's make-or-break for me and sometimes i think… Continue reading retraction