Courting The Wild Twin

Courting The Wild Twin

What is life like when you don’t know what it is you’re marrying? Harshly put, it implies you are naive. Gullible. Didn’t read that small print. A terrible deal occurs in the fairy tale The Handless Maiden, when a father barters away his daughter to a demon by not...
The Happy Prince

The Happy Prince

High above the city, on a tall column, stood the statue of the Happy Prince. He was gilded all over with thin leaves of fine gold, for eyes he had two bright sapphires, and a large red ruby glowed on his sword-hilt. He was very much admired indeed. “He is as beautiful...
Nutshell

Nutshell

But lately, as I track my mother’s shifting relation to her crime, I’ve remembered rumours of a new dispensation in the matter of blue and pink. Be careful what you wish for. Here’s a new politics in university life. This digression may seem unimportant, but I intend...
My Death

My Death

My death waits like a maid at night, At the swinging of the scythe, To gather up the time that passes. My death waits just like a princess At the funeral of my youthfulness, To remind me that time passes. My death waits like Maleficent, On the day that we wed, To...