Life when one first arrives is a continual mortification as one’s romantic illusions are successively shattered and the musical treasure-house of one’s imagination crumbles before the hopelessness of the reality. Every day fresh experiences bring...

I’d rather count to one billion, than waste my time thinking I could count on you.

It was days like this when I felt it more than ever: I wasn’t a real human.

The inaugural morning at Merston High was officially over. It was no longer a mysterious place in Melody’s imagination, filled with endless possibilities and hooks on which to hang hopes for a better tomorrow. It...

…all my life I prayed to a star – Later discovered it was Venus – I was praying to Aphrodite and wondering why she was sending me you -sad…