Category: Literary Story

Sozou-Kyrkou Konstantina is a Greek writer living in Athens but writing in English. She has studied Literature and holds an MA in Creative Writing from Lancaster University

Marijke writes a monthly story for us. She write our segment Stories in Africa, and her stories will some day become a novel. For now please enjoy them, we are honored to have her work on our site

He is a gentle, erudite septuagenarian whose ideas of casual attire means removing his jacket and tie on a hot and humid summer day. He spends the day of the move from a smallholding to a secured housing complex

Gypsy Jazz Suparnaa Sinha Dutta It seemed that even the sun was in a not very conducive mood and had

It was a blind date.

Marijke Hillmann is our first featured recurring author. She is currently writing a novel about a 40 year period she spent in Africa. We are very overjoyed to have her works on our site.

I catch his eye and nod. He turns back to his newspaper. Christ! I only want the newspaper, not him. The waitress comes by with the coffee pot, tops off my mug, and walks over to his table.

Mom.

What?

When you were in school did you ever read Hemingway?

The first day, I hadn?t noticed her, nor on the second, or the third and for sometime. Then I notice her, she sits opposite me by the dirty window, snoozes keeping her head on the bag she carries, our journey is one hour long. It?s a nice feeling when familiar face travels along.

The hole in my head is not growing anymore. It stopped a few hours ago when I felt my brains hard-pressed against the insides of my skull. That is my problem, my hard skull. The hole cannot grow any further without cracking it open, and scattering my brains to reveal that I have an empty mind. When it started I liked it; the feeling of my thoughts interacting with each other as they ran away from the engulfing emptiness. I began to feel my own feelings, before other people could tell how I felt. I discovered my emotions before the chemicals responsible for them formed them.