Skip to content

Courtenay's Corner

  • Twitter
  • Instagram
  • Linktree

Writing by Courtenay Schembri Gray

  • Home
  • About Me
  • Publications
  • Awards
  • Plays
  • Poetry Postmortem
  • Diaries
  • Book(s)
  • Contact

squid game // poem

she walks into a Starbucks, and sheorders; a large pumpkin spice latte,five biscuits, two slices of lemonloaf, three mugs, and…

poet, Poetry, squid game, writing community

don’t sleep on me // senryu

[H𝓪ppy N𝓪tion𝓪l Poetry D𝓪y] you’re the one with themask // with the high definitionsound system bullshit this is your true…

depression, grunge, haiku, life, national poetry day, Poetry, senryu, underdogs, world

Beyond The Zero Podcast: I’m A Guest

Beyond The Zero is a podcast that interviews authors and artists alike. They will reveal their top 10 books and…

books, Fiction, interview, Podcast, Poetry, writing community

lost highway//senryu

moonstone helps me seethat what we had wasn’t meantto last forever pain radiates throughmy body in an almostaddictive manner if…

death, haiku, love, Poetry, poetrycommunity, senryu

Skin: A Short Story (Published by Slices of Anxiety)

Authors Note: This is a piece of horror/psychological thriller that plays around with the concept of innocence when murder is…

Fiction, horror, horror fiction, horror story, short story

a breakfast moon // senryu

Authors Note: To follow on from ‘Pretty Boy’, this linked Senryu displays my contempt for those who judge what others…

fatphobia, haiku, narcissism, Poetry, senryu, truth, writing

Pretty Boy

I’m at the diner by the side of the road, taking a break from the fifteen-hour drive I’ve got ahead…

character study, Fiction, narcissism, philosophy, short story

sixteen — micro fiction

I stood on the corner of the street, fishnet stockings pulled up and a newspaper under my arm. The burgeoning…

Fiction, Lolita, micro fiction, older men, transgressive fiction

On My Relationship With Religion

My mother is a catholic, and my father doesn’t identify as being religious. I have never been christened, so I…

humanity, personal essay, philosophy, religion

how to be alone: the remix

learning how to be alone used to come naturally to me. it really wasn’t a big deal. nobody would pick…

depression, Fame, insecurity, Poetry, prose poetry

Posts navigation

Older posts
Newer posts
A WordPress.com Website.
Courtenay's Corner
A WordPress.com Website.
  • Subscribe Subscribed
    • Courtenay's Corner
    • Join 133 other subscribers
    • Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
    • Courtenay's Corner
    • Subscribe Subscribed
    • Sign up
    • Log in
    • Report this content
    • View site in Reader
    • Manage subscriptions
    • Collapse this bar
 

Loading Comments...