The walls around me are seeping with damp matter and I can imagine there’s a whole world of insects or damp-loving creepy crawlies fascinated by the soles of my feet right now. I’ve truly been pushed out into the gutters as a result of my actions and Christ, I’d kill to know how Lainey and Luca are doing and whether they’re proud of me. If … Continue reading Fortune Cookie
This story is a little more vulgar than usual as it’s based on a Charles Bukowski poem I love. Experimenting with manifesting emotion and reactions in readers by using intense narratives rather than descriptions. I don’t recall ever enjoying school. Most of my time had been a blur, with much of it having been spent either drinking in cleaner’s cupboards or boy’s bathroom stalls just … Continue reading A Short Story: A Scene from 1940
Writing hasn’t exactly come easily to me over the past few weeks. I’ve spent a lot of my focused energy on trying to revise for exams and occasionally doing a little bit of creative writing, not much of it worthy for the public realm. Yet there’s something about coming to visit my Dad which encourages me to write (which is worrying, I should be studying!) … Continue reading How do you distinguish between a good writer and a bad one?
As I watch through your window, you light an incense stick. Your hands tremble delicately as you bring the flame up to the wood and witness its fumes disperse; mainly in the direction of your face, but you don’t flinch. You also know that I’m watching you too through your single-glazed windows. I know that you can hear me breathe but you still don’t hesitate … Continue reading A Short Story: Luna
A short story dedicated to the life of Charles Bukowski. Based on the following writing prompt: Strangers at a bus stop, trying to mind their business, are persistently engaged with by a chatty, seemingly homeless, man. The ridicule that came alongside refusing to follow the values which society held was what demoralised him. He didn’t mind the fact that he was different to those who … Continue reading A Short Story: Laureate of an American Lowlife
Based on image prompt here. Everything opposing me was unapologetically urban. For as far as I could see, there wasn’t a single sign of life that wasn’t human; no trees, no blossoming flowers and no restless weeds attempting to fill the cracks in the pavement. Only monoliths of concrete soaring from each sidewalk in the same, ceaseless arrangement. I enjoyed my nights here because even … Continue reading A Short Story: Desolation
Courtesy of Frequency 21, a music publication whom I’ve had the opportunity of writing for over the past few months, here is an example of one of my reviews. See more of my posts here. Allan Kyariga, widely known by his stage name Allan Kingdom, is a Minnesota based Canadian rapper and record producer who is everyone’s favourite lately. He’s known for his past collaborations … Continue reading Album Review of Allan Kingdom’s LINES