I cut through the canal towards the school bus stop, struggling to quell the lump that sat clogged in my throat like a blocked drain. Tears swelled up in my eyes and for the first time in weeks I felt alone. No one had died. No one was sick. I hadn't lost a pet or … Continue reading Scared to let go
The pursuit of interesting
I titled this piece, like most things I write, before I actually wrote the thing. It sat in my drafts for a few weeks and to my surprise, upon my return, it was all blank, absent of even a hint as to what I intended the story to be about. Oddly, I now find myself … Continue reading The pursuit of interesting
Ivan Siladji 