Short Stories
Here are some of my shorter works — stories about connection, loss, hope, and the small
moments that change everything.
The Waiting Room
The speaker crackles loudly before a name that isn’t mine screeches through the waiting room noise for them to collect their folder. The sun’s rising…
We do not consent
Body bruised, broken and bleeding, I’m being tossed around the back of a police van. They’re purposefully driving in secluded roads, buckling the van side…
Highly Strung
“Bahiyah.” My name is a pleading question. “Open the door kanala?” He sounds like he’s right there. On the other side of the unadorned white…
David, the enemy
The bright blue sky fades in shades of darkness as the night settles over the city. On the rooftop, the big expansive space envelopes me…
Brokenshards of Perfect
Under my black scarf, the hair on the back of my neck prickles. I look up into the distant eyes of a girl whose face…
Domestic Disturbance
What’s that noise? It stirs me from my slumber. Here, noises are warnings in need of investigation. Often, it’s Miss Curious, my ginger cat, knocking…
Shadows in Macassar
This is not how my parents envisioned me attending macassar University for the Gifted. Not since my fifth birthday when I grew a moorbei seed…
Agitated Body
My nipple is being used to deplete my breast of milk by three month old Amierah who is currently fisting a piece of the skin…
