MFA Creative Writing+BA English! INFP. Published author, poet, lyricist. Dreamer, creator, artist, teller of tales, lover of words, singer of songs, reveler of life
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Damned kids ask what life was like before the invention of cars ask how we survived using our inferior feet to get us places and how it tasted
By M. Lee, MFA2 years ago in Poets
“There’s gotta be a logical explanation.” He said, and put his nicotine-stained fingers on the kid’s bony arm. “I swear, I saw two red eyes glaring at me from below the stairs.” The kid babbled. He was always babbling.
By M. Lee, MFA2 years ago in Fiction
She warbles and coos Makes silly faces and laughs Grandmas are precious! * * * © M.Lee / All Rights Reserved
Everything about her mesmerized Claimed the starry nights where Laughing days and tomorrow didn't end I like everything about you she'd say
fish straight from smiling pond to hungry table ish went the flopping catch fresh from its cradle sh said the fire sleep sweet small angel
What are you eating? Oh. No thank you, I don't want. I don't eat boogers. *. *. * © M. Lee / All rights reserved.
Not all men he says Fuming at the thought of being smashed into a hodgepodge conglomeration of stereotypical characters. A careless creation of that feminist movement.
“Where were you?” She hid her suspicions under blankets, hoping he’d coax her out with honesty. “Told you where I was goin’.” He hopped on his right foot while tugging his left sock.
Toast bread and water? That's prisoner food Oh but toast bread and water tastes so mighty good right after class when the school bell would ring
There’s a tita in me. And she nags in my ear like my grandmoddah to my grandfoddah when she wants to come out and play. “Tita out!” She screams. “Tita out, now!”
“Answer the phone. Answer the phone. I command you to answer it. Answer it!” “Bobby, who are you talking to?” “Huh? Mom? Wait—I can’t, I’m—I’m on the phone. I’m trying to see if the store has something in stock but these stupid people aren’t ans—“
“If I died tonight I’d want you to keep on living.” She’d said it with tears pouring down her cheeks after reading her silly novel, and he laughed heartily at her. Then it happened.
