Stuck at the Edge

My name is Maxwell but my friends call me Max. Or at least that’s what I used to be called when I had friends. The life that I have known…

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An Evening Hunt

Nyago is annoyed. He is running short of breath and fuming with hot bile. He hates being woken up from his routine afternoon nap and never hesitates to strike anyone…

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The ‘ROBO DINE’ guy

The world is full of unsavoury and savoury characters. Misfits, miscreants and maestros dominate this third planet in appalling numbers and almost in equal measure. They are in our lives…

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What do you wake up to?

I used to wake up to beautiful texts from a beautiful girl with beautiful eyes. They’d be well paragraphed and laced with emojis that made them glow. Life happened and…

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A 3am Letter to My Old Man

Dear father, For some reason I can't find sleep today. And it's not because of a girl. Neither is it because I’m stressed. My thoughts are just jumbled all over.…

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Where is my mind?

It is a long lovely road. I can’t place it in any location. But its familiarity gives me a delusion of grandeur. Un-tarmacked and un-lit as it is, it is…

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