Dream Man
Posted inCreative Hall Short Stories

Dream Man

  I never understood how dreams worked. I had never dreamt, as dreaming is a neurological process requiring both sleep and a brain, neither of which I possessed. I doubt I…
In Breaking, She Blossomed
Posted inCreative Hall

In Breaking, She Blossomed

I There was no root she could dig up, no moment to blame. Her introverted self didn’t grow out of cruelty or neglect. It simply existed — like air or…
What Remains
Posted inCreative Hall

What Remains

The pigeon still watched him, that blasted thing. It cooed like a rat, snow white wings fanning out against the dilate horizon. He’s reminded of something sinister, unnamed and hungry. …
When My Mind Slowed Down
Posted inCreative Hall

When My Mind Slowed Down

Have you ever heard of a condition called ‘anendophasia’? It’s where someone doesn’t think with an inner voice. Sometimes I wonder how that feels, because the voice in my head…