Short Stories

Herein lies the works of a woman whose mind wandered to worlds unknown, whose imagination ran wilder than a cheetah. Some works with meanings as elusive as a leopard, others as fierce as a tiger. Still some with happy endings, others with tragedy that stays with you long after you’ve closed the tab. Enjoy.

The Gall of it All

The Gall of it All

This is a piece from a great colleague of mine. Tawedzerwa writes short stories in the form of poetry. He wrote this particular piece when he was seventeen. If you would like to read more of his work, follow the link below. Don’t forget to like, comment and share this with your friends.
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Revenge is Sweet

Revenge is Sweet

I watch her squirm in discomfort. Her usually beautiful face is distorted into a grotesque picture of pain and suffering. I chuckle to myself as involuntary groans escape her now chapped lips. She cannot make up her mind on whether to lie down or sit up straight. The...

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The honeymoon is coming to an end

The honeymoon is coming to an end

My honeymoon is coming to an end, and numberless emotions are coursing through my veins. One minute I'm excited about my marriage, the next minute I am tormented by all the things that could potentially go wrong. Yet another time I’m completely unperturbed, I wear a...

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Stand Up Straight Child, You’re Not a Question Mark.

Stand Up Straight Child, You’re Not a Question Mark.

Tanya walked in after a long day at school, shoulders slumped and legs feeling like she’d been running a marathon. She threw down her bag laden with books that she hardly ever opened and shuffled towards the kitchen. Her aunt watched her for a while then said, “Nhai...

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Rise

Rise

All I can do now is wait. Wait for her to rise, despite all the adversity she's gone through. The only logical thing for her to do is lie flat in the cold confines of her prison and rot, but we’re past the point of logic. We have reached The Point of No Return. You...

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Spring

I am spring. I influence rebirth, rejuvenation The trees start budding The birds return from migration You can see them in the sky flying And you can hear them sing songs of celebration The sun's out a lil' while longer, smiling And curfews suffer minor alteration Joy...

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