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Welcome to Mirror Lake Muse. I’m a writer based in the UK, and this is the home of all my writing – flash fiction, poetry, short stories and random thoughts. I hope you find something you enjoy.

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  • صديقة
    I’m going to valorise your life  My friend  Remind the very earth  Roots and soil That you exist  Exist wonderfully  Uniquely  Brightly  Your worth is within you  It’s in the music of your voice  The expanse of your heart  Every selfless intention  Every act of kindness It’s in the diamond-pointed days  You struggled to getContinue reading “صديقة”
  • Everlie’s Tree
    I Everlie stood in a vast expanse of open country, her hair flowing in the wind. Anyone may have thought she was completely alone. Yet, a perceptive person may have followed her intent gaze, and noticed her faint smile. She was looking at a tree. Her tree. And she was sending her thoughts to it.Continue reading “Everlie’s Tree”
  • Solidarity
    My father believed he was abducted by aliens. I think that’s the one fact that kept me from falling apart under the colossal pressure of my visions. He didn’t elaborate too much, and I didn’t want him to, because that might have meant I, too, had to open up. We shared a mystical solidarity, weContinue reading “Solidarity”
  • An Ode To The Matrix
    The Matrix was a glitch in the world at the breaking of the 21st century. It was the last vapours of Delphi, and when we inhaled we saw a vision. We followed the White Rabbit because that splinter in our minds was telling us that where we were was not real.      We wantedContinue reading “An Ode To The Matrix”
  • Red Eyes In The Morning
    It was so hot, that night. I remember the tarmac felt like wax. The moon was full, and the sky was abuzz with some kind of dark, reddish glow. We had plenty of time, so we got coffee at the airport. It was a late flight, but the airport still drifted with its human flotsamContinue reading “Red Eyes In The Morning”
  • Desert Rose
         “You just don’t understand, it was blooming! That’s, like, once every two years! You have to get it back.” His eyes darted around the room as if seeing after-images of all the burglar’s steps.     “Sir, with all due respect your apartment is half-burned out and your front door is split, and you wantContinue reading “Desert Rose”