Saye Kamal
Writing Portfolio
I’m an undergraduate student majoring in
Communication & Creative writing,
with a minor in LGTBQ+ Studies
Categories
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Fresh Meat: Flash Fiction
The following was submitted for a class. The ocean grumbled and groaned, tossin’ the ship back and forth in its tantr’m. The men held down their mugs on the o’ken table, palms as lids so the rations don’t spill over, ‘course, some did. One’a’the mugs lay tipped onto the floor, one sorry bloke stared helplessly…
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Little Bronze Birdie
This was submitted for a class. “Aaaaand…” Ratchet tinkered with the last couple of cogs, squinting through the magnifying lens attached to their goggle, brushing out bits of stray, scraggy hair out of their eyes. It was a bright and sunny day, light bled into the room, casting everything in a golden glow, glinting…
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Family Dinners
The following was submitted for a class. There’s the sound of music clanging gently against my skull, and the droning of the road like a dull ache. In. One. Two. Three. Four. Out. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight In. One. Two. Three. Four …
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Proof of Concept: Fight Scene using My Novel’s Magic System
Räth’s heart pounded in her throat, her hands tense around her polearm; she felt the alo flow through the weapon and herself, a cold sensation throughout her whole body. Mundo stood opposite her, a large Athipa fighter, a two-handed axe at his side, she could feel the cold alo oozing of it. He…
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The River Runs Deep
The following was submitted for a class. Click. PzzRrzrKkZrrzzrr. They closed their eyes. The harp sang gently, notes flitting through the air like delicate flower petals, carried by a divine humming which burrowed into Yvan’s mind. The ballroom was bordering on ostentatious, the pillars and arches gilded with gold, the blaze of…
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Storm over Innsmouth
Thunder clapped. The room danced with the waves and took Cyrus as an unwilling partner, flinging her side to side on the hammock fastened to creaking wooden beams like a wild bull trying to buck her off. Damn it all, she thought to herself, retching silently. The room around her shuddered against the wind.…
Saye Kamal 