Poetry

Secrets & Lies

Secrets & Lies In the quiet of a London flat a cable‑wrapped hush hangs like a shawl; the tea‑pot’s steam curls, a soft, sly draft of truths cloaked beneath the coat‑folds all.

Donnie Darko

In the Shadow of the Midnight Train In a damp, mist‑swaddled suburb, a boy named Donnie sits, His thoughts a tangle of time‑pieces in a neat Victorian box. The clock on the wall

Slime

In the quiet basement of a primary school, a lone beaker sits under the muted hallway light, its contents a whisper of colour, a fugitive of water and glue. Children, in their tidy

The Imitation Game

The Imitation Game Beneath the flick‑er of war‑lit lamps, on a plain of iron‑thin copper wire, the cryptographers whispered, “If we can un‑shackle the Enigma’s mind, we may simply hand it to a

Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid

The Iron Outlaws In the age when iron‑clad locomotives hissed across the empire’s bones, Two shadows slipped from the rails of the West; their names were sung in tones of rumours: Butch Cassidy,

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