Melissa Ingoldsby

Joined February 2021

1297 stories

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My work:

The Job , The Space Between Us , Green,

The Unlikely Bounty, Straight Love, The Heart Factory, The Half Paper Moon, I am Bexley and Atonement by JMS Books

Silent Bites by Eukalypto

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Nine lines for nine months you carried me
The Red left you when you carried me, Dawn hits me as you did, so soft I can't find you in the mist Selfish poison took you
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Fraud
and when I played the first time it felt like fraud, and I didn’t see myself doing this but I did. I was so excited to play the notes, but my voice was wrapped in pure rage, disguised as pride. Anyway
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Twilight, in deep blue
he didn't come home last night, twilight Lost stars die in milky moonlight Ripping my heart to throw out, Tongue-lashing, a lost beat
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Let me break this down
to break-up, let me break this: deep down There's so much for them you keep in You know “us” makes fairy-tales (Story that sells wrong)
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Hate Potion #11
my soul cannot rest; my Soul screams at the moonlight’s cruel recall I cannot rest as the damned are our children in wicked droughts of spiritual poverty
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
There's some who never dare to dream
“Trent!” I screamed, sobs hitting my chest in a different kind of pain, exhausted and sharp. I screamed his name over and over, knowing it was in vain. “Don’t take him, please! Not Trent!”
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Fiction
Rape. Top Story - July 2024.
I am the ghost Rebecca case, Don't you obsess over it, over me I am the ghost that haunts with real blood and fire-breath
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Slain
the sun switched on like a night light, ignited, now it’s been slain by his own mother Split into two as an atom The sunniest part melting down, like a soupy mess
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
The day you died
who is that? Who is racing ahead of me? Is that a boy or a girl? My name is Leslie. Leslie can be a boy or girl name. Pleased to meet you. I live under the water. I’m a girl.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Mind games
“Is this how you play?” Dan asks in a choked voice. “No. This is how you play you dumb piece of crap. You like it this way. You are weird like that. You’re a masochistic weirdo.”
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Blue light special
Sunken at the bottom of the car, he looked up at an awkward angle toward the window, breathing hard and fast. The mental state of his cognitive and emotional abilities were running at such a high level of intensity and stress, as the shaking under the car rattled his body with a sudden force.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Fiction
Dialogue between the angry and the patient
“Shut the fuck up” ‘I need you to remind me why I'm loveable’ —- “I will wrap my hands around your hair and throw you around this house”
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets