fiction

Whenever I’m in need of an escape, I go to my comfort characters. They bring me familiarity and joy that I can’t necessarily get in the real world. I know they don’t actually exist in our world, but they’re definitely a part of their own world that is just as meaningful to me as this one.

People were living in constant fear of the sky. Meteorite impacts, once predictable, now posed a critical threat to humanity. The first few meteors caused significant damage.

You are the magic of the pen, / the confessions of a soul broken and mended alike, / a hand to hold, / company to keep, / a precious bond that cannot be broken, you are- / Real to me.

"I want her to text me. I want her to call me; I just want to know she’s thinking of me."

This blank book had nothing to do with language: It went beyond that. It was the emptiness of this book that would make space for the author to say exactly what she wanted to say, everything she could ever want to say, forever. 

"Still, I’m afraid to forget you. I dread the day when I will forget these feelings — the day when I meet another girl and pursue her and not you. The day when I’ll sit down and realize that, when you pass by my mind, I don’t feel anything at all."

When you disappear, none of us notice until you’re gone. Turning the corner, we make a left and descend the stairs to the parking lot. It’s littered with vehicles, waste and gum on the concrete. Someone is screaming, I don’t know who. Maybe we’re all screaming all at once. 

I have an intense adoration for books. I also have a strong sense of emotion, and so I find myself in flings and things that end in heartbreak that leave me feeling blue. So, when I’m at my lowest about fizzled-out sparks, I turn to the dearest confidants on my shelves.

Savitri is a human that stood tall and faced the God of Death himself, even in her darkest hour. By some, Savitri is hailed as a form of a goddess on Earth, but that does not change the fact that she is undeniably human.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, violet, indigo and the infinite range of colors in between — there is, ostensibly, nothing special about these colors of the rainbow or the color wheel in general. Yet, it is often these ordinary concepts that beg for our imagination to turn them into something spectacular and out of the box.