Writing Prompt

he broke my heart and my will. I don’t know what to do anymore. I want to do something, I guess, but I also just want to sit and cry, wishing he didn’t exist. then feeling bad about hating him so much and being mean, even if it’s only in my head. not like I even talk to him anymore. not like he talks to me anymore, either. I bet he’s forgotten all about me. he’d rather talk to his new girlfriend. ...

She touched the

darkness and the light.

A priestess born

from death and life.

In her hands are

blight and cure,

mire and pure,

and ice and fire.

Soft blue lips,

bring red words forth,

And the two

become one -

singularity’s birth....

Mother’s smile and eyes

Holding a weary disguise

With happiness on the demise

Advice ageless and wise

No one notices us

We are the last to fuss

Lonely in the back of the bus

Mother’s Day yearly trust

Remember who was there

Always without a care

Washing and brushing your hair

Teaching you to beware

Children grow and leave

Mothers stay and cleave

To memories they believe

Truth in their eyes will ...

John and his license expired that day

Each one was chopped into a thousand pieces,

Which covered the vast expanse of the room.

The burbling, black blood

settled into a deep,

dark pool.

His shredded limbs were little stones

scattered around the slippery floor.

The only thing recognizable was John’s dull

eyes,

splattered with blood,

resting next to his smiling face on his license....

take my hand and my heart, my dear

they said we’d never make it past twenty

and love, i think we’ll prove them right

and we’ll live every second of it

and there’s gleaming honey on your lips,

rosepetal touches and watermelon tears

high off sugar and sourpatch smoke

the sodapop sweetness of suicide

and you’re sick to your stomach

with pink pepto bismol and lollipop red

blue raspberry eyes and bu...

I’m holding her hand and my pee in

I’m on a date with Terry and I don’t know where the nearest bathroom is and she’s asking me about the water feature in the middle of the park which is reminding me even more of how much I need to pee, so this is getting especially difficult the more time goes on

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Read 12/07/22

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she held her breath and her brother

her hand over her brothers mouth trying not to make noise breathing. both hiding in a small dark closet praying that the attacker wont check here. Shane, my brother, was shaking. not because he is cold, but because he is scared. he is too young to experience this trauma. All I could think is why did mom and dad have to leave tonight than any other night. This ea...

He talked to her, and himself off a cliff, in the same instant. He knew it was helpless. Falling in love with her. Hopefully, he thought. He had never experienced love. He had rejected it from a young age, always believing that people were playing a game on him and for his heart.

His heart was something to be guarded, shielded, suffocated in the shadows. But every so often he would let down his ...

He escaped the bed’s weighted sheets and his broken, failed relationship.

A man in love with a woman whose wants lay far beyond his means to provide.

She left him.

Alone, he wondered whether he had done something wrong.

He was never given an answer....

Losing my keys and my sanity

Morning ticks away

as I plunder my purse

my work bag, my craft bag, my lunch bag

Falling behind and into a shame spiral

Promises drench my blazer

as I check under the mail

the laundry, clean and dirty, the cat

Racing thoughts and up the stairs again

Car keys smirking on bedroom floor

so I tear into lateness with my lunch bag

craft bag work bag and phone

Sliding out ...