Posts Tagged ‘Shaday’
By Shaday Collie, 1 Oct 2012
Ginger sat cheerfully in the polished, plastic cover chairs of the head mistress office. It wasn’t the first time she’d been there, or the second, in fact she was such a regular visitor that she was pretty familiar with the routine.
Shaday Collie, 14 September 2012
The sun was obscured by a cluster of menacingly, angelic clouds fighting, in vain, to grace her with its soothing rays of comfort. The air was still and unresponsive, closing in on her feeble disposition.
Shaday Collie, 21 April 2012
When I was a lot younger than I am, my mother took me to a public clinic, if you can call it that, to obtain some medicine for my grandmother, if memory serves me right. […]
Shaday Collie, 8 October 2011
A story about an aspiring poet.
Shaday Collins, 15 April ’11
My head was a massive ball of lead crushing the feathery pillow underneath, pulsing with an ineffable pain like the pang of a bullet as it explodes in the gut of your belly.
Shaday Collie, 4 Feb ’11
A new take on an old tale.
Shaday Collie, 24 Feb ’11
Shaday reflects on the meaning and significance of friendship.
Shaday Collie, 17 Feb ’11
No. No. This can’t be happening. Is it the same Mary Browns?