Maria Theuma lives in Malta. When she is not getting her heart broken and writing about it, she devotes her time to being a PhD student within the Department of English, at the University of Malta, where she is trying to figure out Beauty, John Keats, and posthumanism.
Look at the star, your star, in my hands. It bears your name. I was told it does not have much longer to live. I hope you do not mind my untrimmed nails.