Ava MThe Land Under Our Feet Was River‘Bodies a-plenty I’ve seen. You think you’re so clever,Sep 15, 2021Sep 15, 2021
Ava MHow to create content that lives.If it were to be left on Saussure, a cat is a cat, but so is a cat eyeliner. What that means is that words gain meaning by their context…Sep 11, 2020Sep 11, 2020
Ava MFiction: Ants that hover under carpets. pt 2“It’s okay, we don’t have to find out if he’s lonely” is not a very clever last sentence before walking away. Especially not to a banal…Jul 4, 2020Jul 4, 2020
Ava MFiction: Ants that hover under carpets. pt 1“Don’t tell me I am lonely. Because you’re right. And i don’t want to cry at a party.”Jun 23, 20201Jun 23, 20201
Ava MinLit UpPoetry: What is today but a shadow of yesterday that took me away?Before the life of this day becomes another memory-Sep 14, 20192Sep 14, 20192
Ava MinThe JunctionProse: Of Reality, words and us.“To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour...” …Nov 7, 2018Nov 7, 2018
Ava MinThe JunctionProse: A letter to my writer, from a repertoire.You always write through me. I am the walker of all your stories. I live what you don’t, and you come back tired from life and scribble me…Jul 17, 2018Jul 17, 2018
Ava MinThe JunctionPoetry: If Life were a CaravansaraiIt was only when I started to adult is when I realised that a thousand things have to go wrong before life starts to make sense. In a…Jun 19, 20182Jun 19, 20182
Ava MinLit UpProse: The WaitingEvery time it’s holidays and it’s time to go back home, I suddenly don’t want to.Jun 8, 2018Jun 8, 2018