Pearl was anxious about us not having Merged yet. We had been together for almost a year, but our bodies hadn’t Merged like the other lovers’ had. It was a process that came naturally. At night when you were sleeping with your partner, molecules, and atoms would break down and…

Let them come eat me. I will expose my body. My hands stretched to the very tips. My legs spread wide. I can sense them planning their move. Stalking from their corners. Hiding behind veiled masks. Contemplating. They see my body splayed and vulnerable. They will come. They can not…

I could never sleep in. Even after the kind of shit I got up to last night. I just can’t. My inner self doesn’t accept the idea of wasting away the day time. The sun. Its glorious rays. Try as I might this early morning to close my eyes and…

The fear of never loving again is what trickled down Gilbert’s eyes. People would say she had stabbed him in the heart. But Gilbert knew it wasn’t exactly like that. That tear, crystallising as it formed on the tip of his eyelashes, took more than its molecular form. Wet and…

An island of light in a sea of black. Little Khadija steps under the amber glow of the street lamp and settles on the curb of the street. Her knees tucked close to her chest. Her chin resting in between her kneecaps. Her fingers wrapped around her shins. Her heart…

A light flashed past her eyes. Bright. Sudden. In the moment her world split. Time broke down into the spaces between seconds. Infinite. She felt the life of a million lives lived. Fractions of a fraction of a fraction. That there could be so much to it. Sprawled out across…

The morning sun is harsh and tells a tale of unrelenting heat to come. The trees bellow to the gusts of a mighty wind, spraying sand from the sakora park, across the field and beyond. …

All it took was to throw my avocado seed in the bin and the world became a better place. I couldn’t tell you what, but something in me went away with that seed. Soon, I would wake up at night and feel a movement. Then sometimes during the day, an…

Otoo twists the throttle of his motorbike. VROOOOMMMM. Revving. Smoking. Burning rubber. His helmet is clipped on. His augmented-reality goggles loading the map onto the interior screen of his visor. No one knows the course as it's sent out just before every race. His mind focuses. In one instance, absorbing…