Denise Evelyne Knight

Lyne 12/3/1945 – 14/10/2023 When I was about eight years old, I became hyper aware of my mum’s mortality. I would lie in bed for hours worrying that she would be dead soon and that life without her would be unbearable. Sometimes, I would go downstairs in tears but there was nothing she could reallyContinue reading “Denise Evelyne Knight”

The Beckoning Stars Way Beneath Us

A Short story by Nasir Ali Hussain “Why struggle to open a door between us when the whole world is an illusion” Rumi The night was almost as striking as she was. Alice was pretty alright, in this soulful, doe-eyed way that could make a certain type of man yearn and burn. Maybe that wasContinue reading “The Beckoning Stars Way Beneath Us”