His lips parted and immediately I covered them with my fingers. His words settled back onto his tongue and I relaxed. Softly, I stroked the pads of my fingers over his slightly chapped lips. “Don’t say it. No ‘I love yous.’ Don’t ruin the moment,” I murmured. His serious blue eyes watched me and he…
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Sleepy
Ankles crossed, eyes closed, neck loose, hands clasped easily in his lap. His dark brown/grey hair matches his jacket. His eyes open and he licks his lips, checking what station he’s at. Eyes close again, body jolting gently along with the train.
Playlist 3 – Dark Prose Poem
Playlist: Dark Constraint: Rearrange the words to make a prose poem using only two lines at a time. Need my Want Bugging pain, grating love. It’s me without me. You wandered. I have and would die. Far/wide, I kill for pain. Need my want. Don’t, I tried and…don’t. You and I, I to me –…
Two Rows Back
She sat two rows back and stared intently at the back of his neck. His collar rode up in the back and all she wanted to do was adjust it and press her mouth to the strip of bare flesh between his collar and the edge of his hairline. She wanted to feel the heat…
Playlist 2 – Depressed Poem 1
Playlist: Depressed Constraint: Make a poem using the last line of each song from a playlist, then play with the form. Cross Purposes Click for the poem ↓ Cross Purposes Due to formatting issues I had to put this as a pdf. I hope you enjoy! © Michelle Austin and Little Gentian, 2015.
Master
There is something about a man wearing black leather gloves that is both inherently sexy and at the same time creepy. Serial killer-esque mixed with Alpha/Master. This man has not only black leather gloves, but well polished black leather shoes and a well-cared for black leather satchel/briefcase. Charcoal grey, tailored suit, and a matching fitted…
A New Lease on Life
Hey Ya’ll, I know I disappeared for a bit and I am sorry. I was having a really hard time at my job. My stress levels were through the roof and I had no mental space to take care of myself. But I am back. I got a new job and I am at the…
Vorschict! Glas!
Her body is made up of oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, magnesium, and other trace elements, but really she is glass. She is glass in all its forms. Her fluxes are ever changing, but at her core she is silica. At her best, at her purest, it would take over three thousand…
Playlist 9 – Impressions, D10
Playlist: Depressed Song 10: The Fool by Lee Ann Womack Hands Let it go. Let her go. I have my hands out, waiting to pull you into a safe protected space. Can you take that? Can you accept it? Long slender fingers. Dancing with him wearing the mask of another girl’s face. When you close your eyes…
Playlist 9 – Impressions, D18
Playlist: Depressed Song 18: When You’re Gone by Avril Lavigne Fingerprints Touch starved. Fingertips skating over cheekbones, a warm hand on the back of my neck, the heavy grounding weight of a hand on my head or shoulder. Lean on me, push me into the ground, root me down and stop me from flying away. Bracelet…
Impenetrable
I am impenetrable. I am impenetrable because I will it to be so. I have the last say and I will not let you dig under my skin and I will not let you manipulate me and I will not allow you to have any power or sway over me. I have the agency in…
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