this is a fiction containing domestic abuse and sexual violence. I created this category to encourage myself to write more stories/ Something other than the six-sentence stories that I just started, or the poetry that has been my savior throughout my life. I want to keep writing something other and see where it takes me….
Bird in a Cage – a Six-Sentence Story
This is a continuation of my last week’s prompt Stroke of Misfortune Other Stories can be read here. Rules of the hop: Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less. Use the current week’s prompt word. Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late… Spread the word and put…
I and Him
A short poem about I and Him. When he wraps his arms around me, that young lad My anxieties dissolve into the steadiness of his breath And I and him, In this very moment We are the same entity Synchronized, warm Yes, this is home I am always willing to hear criticism or…
A Binding Prison
Emotions can be a binding prison A story of a twisted infatuation Nothing but a prisoner A bird in a white cage Such a little silly birdie Such hollow eyes And her chest Nothing but a gaping dig site for gold But what is this? A sudden chirp escapes from her peak As she…
Shades of Misery
This is an old one, I was supposed to use them in a song but I decided I wanted to change it. Disclaimer, in no way, am I suicidal or depressed at this very moment so don’t come at me. It is just poetry and my poetry has always been melancholic or longing. In the…
a Gaping Hole
It is a commonly known fact that brain function does not stop with the heart Even if shot in the head Fascinating stuff Especially, if you have had the out-of-body experience I have never been shot though In my head, a gaping hole And I can hear the whispers of the wind “Come with me”…
More
I am someone that has lived more than half of her life through daydreams and poetry 3 a.m. is my holy hour, give me more wine, more madness, more, more, more, more Until I bust at the seams and words fall out of me, wriggling like tiny maggots am always willing to hear…
Act of Mercy
Sometimes it is better to overcome the fear of hurting someone And set them free Not prolong the pain and hope At this state, A knife Straight into this heart of mine Would be an act of mercy I am always willing to hear criticism or thoughts on my poems, I might seem like…
She is a Goddess
I am currently learning to use more dialogue in my writings. So far I have mainly written poetry and descriptive stories but I really want to make them more, alive. The characters. Give them a voice Or so. My god, she was flawless, she is a Goddess… Her tied-back curly blonde hair smelt of oranges…
Good Girl
At this point, I don’t even know what to say. I guess all (hetero) women have their hidden devil, reserved For the right man His eyes have me in a chokehold, I love him, I love him, I love him, I do And for his hands in my hair, I pray down on…
