Mekhala

Hi I’m Mekhala! I love reading and telling stories through all art mediums. My stories are emotionally-driven. I believe there is an immense power in vulnerability and I hope my art can help others embrace their inner life.

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The Start Of The Uprising

Mekhala

8 min read

The truck screeched to a halt. Noah and I were thrown back, the crowns of our heads slamming against the cold metal. I rubbed my head as I rolled up into a seat.

Noah and I didn’t say a word, just turned to face each other. He nodded. There was a mutual understanding. We must’ve come to a checkpoint. We only had a minute.

The driver was speaking to someone, but I couldn’t make out what they wer...

YA fiction

Groundhog Day

Mekhala

1 min read

At 2am I tell a lie

Tomorrow is the day I rise

Awake before the sun steals my thunder

But in the darkness of the dawn

I choose to keep the covers on

The overwhelming peace of sleep wins out

Panic and shame at 2pm

“You’re pathetic” repeats again

But tomorrow’s hope lives deep in my bones...

Poetry

Humour

Should I Call Back?

Mekhala

1 min read

Hang up

Should I call back?

Intentionally vague

You like to lead me on like that

I cave...

Poetry

Romance

The Top Rope

Mekhala

4 min read

It’s hard to be inconspicuous when you’re hanging upside down.

I watched their wicked faces contort with laughter. Some of them were doubled over in tears. I tried fruitlessly to pull myself upright. This was supposed to be a private practice. I was gonna show them…

But no, of course not. How could I believe that I, the anemic girl who could only afford wash her hair and clothes once a week, wo...

Drama

YA fiction

Faded Watermelon Slices

Mekhala

1 min read

Long, grey scuff marks marred the white leather that surrounded the patterned, dull beige canvas. The canvas itself was littered with faded, light pink watermelon slices, half rubbed away inside deep, permanent crinkles. The matching laces, both frayed and one missing its aglet, spewed dust into the air under the friction of her tightly lacing them up. The brown rubber soles were mainly rubbed smo...

Adventure

Humour

My Seductive, Delusional Timeline

Mekhala

1 min read

Fly

Again

Pass me by

You won’t look down

Hopelessly unkind

But I still search the sky

I do this every time

Romanticize on what could be

With someone who has never seen me

My seductive, delusional timeline...

Poetry

Romance

The Captain

Mekhala

1 min read

We ran aground when we hit the estuary. Captain Mead’s eyes widened as the ship crashed into the shallow rocks at the mouth of the river. I turned away to hide my disdain.

I had opposed the decision to head north, but he had overruled me. He was stubborn, and his pride had now left us all stranded at god knows where. I had tried to get the crew on my side before we departed Port Nolte. I had exp...

Adventure

Action

Good Memories Are Mine

Mekhala

1 min read

Latch onto your chest

Drape my legs across your lap

So you know I’m yours

Butterfly kisses

I trace from your jaw to ear

Whisper “I want you”

My vanilla scent

Overwhelms your self-control

Turns your eyes to black

You spin me around

Forget uneaten pizza

Trade for salty skin

No past and future

Surrounded by fairy lights

I only see you...

Poetry

Romance

Serve Me In My Office

Mekhala

1 min read

I watched as the beautiful, brunette woman calmly pressed one black stiletto onto the gas pedal. Her facial expression was one of nonchalant determination. There was no evidence of any nerves on her part, whereas my brow dripped anxious sweat watching her relaxed focus.

The bullzoer eased forward smoothly and soon she was turning in perfect circles, and pressing the correct buttons at the correc...

Drama

Searching For Home

Mekhala

1 min read

She rested her stinging cheek against the cool tiles of the bathroom wall. There was a relief, like rubbing vaseline on an open wound. She closed her eyes and heard the hum of the air filter, quickly unfogging the small space from her scalding shower.

She knew that when she opened the door, she wouldn’t see his navy blue sheets tucked neatly around his full bed, or the breathtaking view from hi...

Drama

Romance