Rage Out

I remember the days I used to care, so much for you, her, him, them, us. Throwing my heart out for the sake of keeping yours safe. What a waste. These days I can’t recall how it was like to feel, to grasp emotions like I should. Where’s my heart at? Which dumpster should I…

Unapologetic 

By Devina When I was six, I vowed to be the fastest in my class. It wasn’t for a bet or anything. But it was because during the first PE class I ever had, the teacher said, “Usually boys are the fastest in running.” So for many years I was the fastest runner. Unfortunately, puberty hit…

On Interpreting My Dreams

by Devina The interpretation of dreams is the royal road to a knowledge of the unconscious. – Sigmund Freud I woke up few nights ago from a dream – it was another zombie apocalypse, one of the people in my group (acquaintance I believe, since I never remembered her or his name) started transitioning into…

Perfect World

by Devina In a perfect world, we would’ve been together. Arm in arm, staring at some magnificent beauty, Discussing how life Joker and we Harley Quinn. Seduced by his sweet words and promises, Turned into a lunatic in the name of love. Sitting under the stars, cold night and thick blanket, Homemade pies and bottles…