Tight pinched face. Suspicious darting eyes. Glasses hanging around her neck on a multicolored cord. Shopping bags on her wrists. Blue flats, blue shirt, blue vest. She is always looking into the car behind eyes, her eyes squinting down as she moves her head back and forth to try and see someone or something behind…
Tag: writing
100!!!! Exciting!
Hey Everyone, This is my 100th post and it is from my new computer so I figured I would so something special and fun for this one. I am including audio of today’s post, which is one of my longer pieces that is still currently in progress. The project is called Thou and is a…
Haunted
He shook himself awake into the oppressive darkness. She remained undisturbed beside him, huddled under the comforter with the rounded curve of her back to him. He sat up. Fuck, he said. Fuck. He shook himself from terror to terror, rescued from the horror of what might be to the lugubrious world of what was….
Unfocused
He seems unfocused, dreamy, his feet point at me, but he gazes at the floor in another direction. His silver watch is too loose on his left wrist. He turns his attention to his phone, brow furrowing, the iPhone small in between his two hands. Black loafers, black pants, black overcoat, and a startlingly white…
Playlist 9 – Impressions, D24
Playlist: Depressed Song 24: Dear Angel of Mine by April Sixth Physical Chest heaving, sweat seeping into her eyes and burning, bloody bruised knuckles, and copper-tinted spit coating her tongue and pooling in her mouth. Barefoot, skin ripped and rubbed out in patches, purple and red and green shins and forearms. Soft to hard spots,…
City of Rumors
I am in that space between fully functioning consciousness and the oblivion of sleep when my lover speaks. “What have you heard about the City of Rumors?” she whispers and I shift in her arms. “Cyrilla…s’late,” I murmur. “Please.” I lean more into her warmth and speak the words before I really even have time…
Important Questions
She was going to miss the toilet the most, she decided. Kneeling on the rug in socks, panties, and her jewelry she gripped the seat and finished ejecting what was left of the beer in her stomach. The porcelain was cool against her breasts and her folded arms were a comfortable pillow for her swimming…
I was Afraid to Tell You
I was Afraid to Tell You I didn’t want to dominate you. I couldn’t inhabit that world if you wanted it. I wouldn’t be able to follow. That the condom in your back pocket hurt me the most and the thought of your hands on her made me sick. I needed more. I…
No Assumptions
She can’t decide if it’s he’s pretty or she’s handsome or ze’s gorgeous, the person sitting across from her refuses easy labels and she likes that. PGPs can only be obtained by asking, but this person is with someone and she doesn’t want to be rude. She wants to mention that the person’s skin is…
Love Letter #2
Dear my love, Haven’t you wanted to be with me? I know that I have longed for you and wished you here more times than I can count. This need has become an almost constant hum in the back of my mind. It is something that if I acknowledge or think about too long I…
Restless
He’s tiny, scrambling all over the yellow and orange seats babbling back at his parents who watch in fond, mildly exasperated concern. He stands up and totters back and forth, his slight weight barely enough to counteract the swaying and shaking of the train. He can’t sit still his blue, orange, and black sneakers dangling…
Haiku
I was required to compose a haiku about myself and so, being the overachiever that I am, I wrote 8 of them. Seven are below because I submitted the 8th one for something and I’m not sure if I am allowed/should post that here. Enjoy! Quick smile, easy laugh Quiet beneath, watchful eyes Open,…
Little Gentian 