A poem.
Category Archives: Stories
Chaotic
From girl to sky, sealed with a kiss.
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Centipede I of V.
Warm (Death II)
I heard the quiet steps of a small being approaching me from behind. I could easily tell who it was from the scent. “Is everything okay, Denise?” I asked without turning to look at her. “I… can feel my body getting warmer… and I don’t know what is happening, master.” she said hesitantly as she …
Birthmark
When I was a child I asked my mother what the tiny pink patch I found on my body was… She said that when God was making me, the angels thought I was so sweet that they’ve taken a small bite of my tush, just like we use our index finger to steal some icing …
Douleurs
(d’esprit) She laughed, and I noticed for the first time that her right front tooth was slightly chapped at the middle. It was too small that you had to look hard to see it, and maybe that was why I was just noticing it even after all the staring I’ve been doing on her face. …
Grá
The sun was much bigger and brighter than the moon. This was a hopeless case, really. How could such a lifeless piece of rock ever compare to the brightest star it could see in the entire vastness of space? The moon also could never let itself forget that it was not at all alight. Everyone …
Necklace
The sound of running water sliced through the bathroom’s dead silence. I rubbed my hands well, trying to ignore the stare I could feel boring into the side of my face. I could see from my peripheral vision the silhouette of a woman, but what made me feel uncomfortable was that she just stood there …
Banter
The little birds are screaming and their mother is angry because they’re worsening her chronic migraine. “How do you expect someone who grew up in a house made out of screams, to learn to make any other sound without ever going out?” ~ How disrespectful can you be To miss the critical differences Between banter …
Sister
Dear Sanity, I hope you’re feeling well. How are you? And how is Adam, and the kids? Make sure to hug them tightly for me… I can’t wait to come back in winter and hug them for myself. Please tell them that their aunt misses them, big time. I am sorry I haven’t replied to …
