Grace Parker-McKoy
I'm currently writing a book and this is a fun warmup
Grace Parker-McKoy
I'm currently writing a book and this is a fun warmup
I'm currently writing a book and this is a fun warmup
I'm currently writing a book and this is a fun warmup
She was beautiful. She was more beautiful now she had struck that deal with ‘the lady’ so it would be unfair to see this tall slender woman as not. She had been kind enough to give her the looks. However,neither originated in such unearthly figures. Where they were now we’re the complete contrast of where they had been. The sweet looking girl waited for the other to come out. Pink blossom was her ...
Then it begins. The alleyway was opaque and the only light seemed to come from patches of water reflecting moonlight. Cats balanced on washing lines only letting their silhouettes show. Less to lose due to the nine lives most were on.
Dogs were snarling as the leader steered them around the corner to the agreed spot. An old cat leapt down onto the wet concrete and proudly pranced forward head-on ...
I was a bride the night it happened. Fog swarmed my ankles as I perched on the rose-covered benches. Thorns pricked at my feet as I sobbed remembering what had happened when I aged back to normal. Beauty dripped off me revealing my skeletal self. I had a chance to be born again and marry my true love but he had moved on with the woman who had killed me in the first place. I told him what had happe...
From the only accessible angle of view at the time we believed this was a usual crash landing involving a plain. As per usual we ventured further and found something remarkable. Only in red body suits and matching cold red faces we saw the truce. A UFO incredibly crafted that was slanted in a chunk of ice. Loose machinery hung from it but what I checked out first was the massive hold in it.
“Don’t...
‘Hell’s gates had finally opened’ is what I thought. A scorching city with toxic waste fumes and smoke clouds had engulfed the air and it became clear that we were destined to die. Communities became gangs and pacifists protesting became riots screaming. Boats of classy people escaped as far as they could but even they knew they were dead before sailing. Massacre an entire society without causing ...
Vitamin D seeps through our pores excessively. Our sun never gets a break and our sky another accent. The Moon of the croissant structure or sphere is virgin to our eyes. We can never behold a canopy of twinkling stars. Crops can barely exist in such a world let alone us. Synthetic nights are painted on our ceilings to psychologically convince our minds we have a difference. Daylight robbery is co...
Exhausted. Identity on the urge of exposure. All the energy I had to fight was leaving me as quickly as blood underneath the costume. I had tried only to be doomed by the inevitable state of mine and my partners' misfortune. Sweat covered my slim figure and my faded hair was soaked as my arch-enemy held my head underwater. Water is my weakness. Since I knew I would most likely pass out, the most s...
Only my shadow weeping umbrella could keep me from looking at the heavens above. Exiled and punished to never look up. Never find hope or guidance for my ‘twisted’ ways. Although I am forced now to watch those lucky enough to ascend to a chaste palace of love. But that is where I offer them to play a sickly sweet game with me to test their bittersweet judgement. A man, a woman and finally a child ...
An intimate mark that often left cranberry-coloured lipstick on the corner of his smile. My lips hadn't been near him since he’d left the country to fight in a war. A letter had arrived through my door written by him stating how he wasn't going to make it. Love never left for him and even if he was considered a memory he remained the only person I could love constantly. So in such a lonely state w...