
Where Do We Go Now?
Over the past year, we’ve learnt to accept our situation and follow the rules dictated through a screen, to be […]
Hi, I'm Mel. Or Nora. I have a thing for adventure, creative writing, cinema, aesthetics and reckless ideas. Everything I touch becomes red. I say that I am not a romantic, yet one of my favourite films is Romeo + Juliet and I am fascinated by the novel Wuthering Heights. I'm always craving for more, paying attention to little details and unable to settle. (I am also a secret Gossip Girl fan.)
Over the past year, we’ve learnt to accept our situation and follow the rules dictated through a screen, to be […]
Is there somewhere I can go With clear thoughts and pleasing dreams I’ve been waiting for a long time ; In […]
(The title of this short story is a homage to one of my favourite writers and biggest inspirations, Maggie Stiefvater […]
Not that I made a list, broke it down into sections and put it above my bed to read it […]
I never think of you. I truly never do. I never do until I reach the shores, until my body […]
This short story is the “season 2” of a previous one published on TheHysteriaCollective, entitled Lost In Transition. There was […]
I don’t have it all figured it out. Which is quite funny because people, even friends, very often come to […]
The gold you were chasing whiled away, A quest stained by the capricious fantasies of the day My guts feel […]
We do still live in a world run by men and white people, and whoever is saying the contrary is […]
Some years are longer than others – impactful Consuming the last hours of the afternoon I try to piece back […]
I grew up thinking that sex – in its sexy, romanticised form – was when a strong, very “manly” guy […]
you know time doesn’t pass as it used to and from class to class I still have a thought for […]
Here’s a brief definition of “slutshamming”: “Slutshamming is the act of degrading women because of their sexual behaviors, way of dressing, […]
A frigid gust of wind whipped Francie’s hair across her face when she stepped out of her car carelessly parked […]
Letters to your future self are an act of self-love, a promise of something to hold on to and go […]
Folded papers in boxes changing lives forever And a country’s future I’m tired of your clowns in black and white […]