"You’re breaking so gradually I don’t know whether to buy as many bottles of...
“You’re breaking so gradually I don’t know whether to buy as many bottles of glue as I can in order to try and piece you back together, or get the broom and dustpan ready to sweep you into the...
View ArticleHello. I have recently stumbled upon your writing and can't seem to get...
Thank you so much! :)I think it would be better to send in three stories, or even two, within that word limit. That way you can show the university and the readers of your pieces that you can...
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I wrote a poem because you inspired me and it sucks but I'm sharing it...
It doesn’t suck at all! I think it’s quite lovely. I love the simplicity to it and the merry little rhythm going on. :) You should be proud of it! <3
View Article"All the flowers are gone, she exclaimed. I know, the other girl replied....
“All the flowers are gone, she exclaimed. I know, the other girl replied. That’s because, with your foolish heart, you picked them all and left none for anyone else to enjoy.” - Fragment 60
View Articlerussian novella
I once read an old Russian story about a man who walked for 4,300 milesthrough a snowstorm just to get home to his wife,who was up waiting for him with the dogs and a hot supper.As soon as he got...
View ArticleWhat is the kindest way to break someone's heart?
There’s never a kind way to do such a thing, my love. x
View Article"When did you know you were a poet? she inquired. Well, he said, when I was...
“When did you know you were a poet? she inquired. Well, he said, when I was younger, instead of losing teeth, I lost vowels. I’ve been collecting them ever since.” - Fragment 61
View Article"You’re only beautiful because you’re damned, he told her. And she replied,...
“You’re only beautiful because you’re damned, he told her. And she replied, Then I wish I were the most unsightly girl this world has ever seen.” - Fragment 62
View Articleon getting drunk and believing in reincarnation
I’m thinking I want the remains of the eggshells you walked onwhile trying not to crush them. I’m thinking I want your body,sleepy and full of moonlight, the way in which a dead manstill craves his...
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if you're looking for a beautiful writing blog...
View Articlereasons why my father is afraid
My father gulps cherry schnapps like he’s afraid of running out of air. Some would call him a drunk; others would call hima man in need of a savior. So let’s give him one.Let’s hoist up the sails and...
View Articlesurvival is a roast you have to keep on carving and carving
Because no matter how hard you try your grandfather will alwayskeep coming back into your sister’s room.In grade school you learned how to carve a steak with both handsand a knife, the fork weeping in...
View Article"I wish I could peel my skin off like a soggy coat and hang it over the back...
“I wish I could peel my skin off like a soggy coat and hang it over the back of a chair, she remarked. What use would it be, then? he inquired. Why, it wouldn’t have any, she replied. I’m simply quite...
View Articleammunition
My priest says I always pray like I’m dying.But maybe that’s just because my body was built like a gunand no one’s ever learned how to handle it properly.Some men want to pull the trigger;others want...
View ArticleWhen F. Scott Met Zelda
My body gathers itself under your touch like a dress made of bees.There is a wasp nest hidden in the gentle cupbetween your legs and it’s buzzing like a hornet.We’re feral for each other, we’re ripping...
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I love you; I really truly do.
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