Bethany Cain

Joined July 2022

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Aspiring novelist and poet. Tell me what you think.

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Pressure
And this is how we are born/screaming/invisible scars covering our skin/scars left by the grasping/ravenous hands of others/our bodies littered with/gaping wounds/our souls pouring out/like rivers after rain/
By Bethany Cain3 years ago in Poets
Bitter Sweet
our timeline warmth home cracks love sorrow absence regrets echo memory circles benediction hope
By Bethany Cain3 years ago in Poets
Luminous
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Not because sounds don’t travel through the void. Rather, the void kills you quicker than sound can travel through it. You lose consciousness within the first fifteen seconds or so, vision turning black. Even if you could hold on to your awareness longer it would be useless. The frigid environment of space causes your body to seize as it freezes solid. You cannot fight the void, cannot bargain, cannot bribe. The void takes all, status and wealth mean nothing to her. She does not care. All are equal in her grasp.
By Bethany Cain3 years ago in Fiction