Dylan Morgan
Trying to make writing a regular practice.
Dylan Morgan
Trying to make writing a regular practice.
Trying to make writing a regular practice.
Trying to make writing a regular practice.
The plus sign on the test gradually appeared on the pee stick. Since COVID, I’d gotten used to positive tests being two parallel lines. There was a sophistication to the process RATs. The challenge to see how far the swab would go into the nose before hitting resistance. The way the test fluid flowed up the strip like an ominous little river. I’d had many positive RATs.
My dad got custody of al...
For the first few weeks, the counsellors worked tirelessly to convince me that I was broken.
With Leviticus verses.
With sexual metaphors of plugs in sockets.
With reproductive diagrams and images of AIDS patients.
With ipecac porn sessions after breakfast and electric shocks before bed.
But I already believed that I was broken.
There were so many places to lay the blame.
A father wh...
*not a story just keeping track of ideas despite not having time to explore them fully*
I have many ideas for this prompt. They all relate to being transgender and making sense of being perceived as a man. Many ideas about being perceived as a man of wealth and slowly seducing another man who is cisgender....
*i don’t not write rhyming poems - what a challenge this was*
Growing old, yet much still not done.
Many years of hard work and not much fun.
I have ridden the waves of the promised dream,
But the world is what it seemed.
Many years of desk jobs at minimum wage
That could have spent putting words to the page.
I have laboured so long to a heavy toll,
Become hollow bones without a soul.
I h...
*contains sexual and horror content*
“Now. Let the debauchery…BEGIN!” Mitchel lifted a hand into the air like a gameshow host.
Vivian launched from her chair into John’s lap, eyes hungry with desire. She grabbed each side of his face and kissed him deeply. Jamie stood, cock already hard, and ripped the tablecloth to the floor. Plates shattered as he threw Loraine onto the oak and straddled her....
I grab my sister’s hand and pull her towards the cliff edge with me. She nods slowly in my direction. Then we jump. I can feel the heat of bullet around us as we fall, watching the ocean rise to meet us. We get into position just before we hit the surface, upright like toy soldiers to prevent broken bones on entry. I take my last breath just in time.
We sink into the water until we’re so deep th...
*contains adults themes*
My ass was sweating into the suede cushion through my skirt. I sliced my steak and searched for a good excuse to leave.
“So, Vivian, how is the practice going?” John asked, chasing a pea around his plate. His areolas were oddly wide.
“It’s thriving at the moment. It really picked up with the pandemic. Everyone was touched starved and carrying the tension in their necks...
When you're dead, you get to notice everything. No longer limited by having a brain or eyes, the universe opens itself up to you. You can feel everything at once. You can see everything at once. You can exist in past, present, and future. I think this is why our lives are said to flash before our eyes as we die. It's the hors d'oeuvres of how the dead taste time.
Religion is for the living. When...
“How did you get in here? How did you get past security?”
“I couldn’t possibly tell you.”
Noah had sauntered right up to the security in his new body and been waved right in. No ID necessary. His new body must’ve looked older. He’d never been to a gay bar before. Of course he hadn’t. He was 15. But while he was Freaky Friday’ed with Mason, he was going to make the most of it.
He’d gone an op sho...
Noah woke up before everyone else in the boy’s wing like he had done every day since he’d arrived. Usually he was a late sleeper, but he couldn’t risk someone walking in on him in the shower or seeing him without his binder on. So he had been setting an alarm for an hour earlier than the time the workers would come to wake everyone else up.
“Morning.” Helen smiled at him. She was always very chip...