Megan Alicia Ireland
Bio
Sentences are for prisoners. And I'm being held captive by this paragraphs last chance at a Sundance. I'm looking down the barrel of a new dimensional curse. Leaving now, I probably shoulda took the back seat in the hearse.
Stories (5)
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Earth Angel
I watched from behind the veil, between worlds, the one you'd call the 4th dimension, at a man talking with Nyame, who was my charge. The man that had stopped, had been out scouring the streets for a prostitute, but came across my girl instead.
By Megan Alicia Irelandabout a year ago in Psyche
A-Lot-A-Bit Lost
Chandra flew through the door as if she were just coming in from playing outside, like it was a normal day, like she hadn't been missing for nearly 24 hours. Her mother was on hold with the police when she heard the storm that was her daughter, enter and loudly plunk herself down at the dining room table. Her mother let out a breath that she had been holding for way too long now and sighed. She didn't want to spook Chandra, she didn't know what kind of state she was in, so she just sat down silently across from her with a smile on her face. There was an even bigger smile in her heart, one that came with sparkles and hugs and a, oh my goodness, I'm so glad you're home!
By Megan Alicia Irelandabout a year ago in Psyche
Evanesce
It was dark under the tree, smoke from the machine had insects falling like critter hail, pitter-pattering onto the jungle floor. The Amazon was the first place my team went in search of new species of insects. Big Pharma is insatiable when it comes to new medicine and I wanted to provide it for them.
By Megan Alicia Irelandabout a year ago in Fiction
