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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Distracting myself
scrubbing porcelain To clean up behind the words Zombies have to wait
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Hiraeth. Top Story - January 2024. Content Warning.
the cracked burst of blood shot through the beautiful morning air. The swan lay dying, dying Dropped and drooped, long white neck against her watery nest.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
A once deep River
These are not my waters Crimson of red Like the war paint I once dread Rebecca, I’m told is who I am Stripped of my native soul
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
For example
soft is smooth Rough is hard Frozen is tough Hot is soothing For example When you hit the rough ground from your bike, and you hit your knee hard. The frozen ice hitting your scrap is tough to get through. Your dad made you hot chocolate with extra marshmallows, and that's soothing. You call her up on the phone. Her voice is so very soft.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
The elegance and painful reverie of “smooth”. Top Story - November 2023.
i soak up the leather Of my mother’s heels It feels like the very edge of the bed, where the darkness follows me in my deep brain waves, and I sense the monster inside
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
I don't like dancing in the Rain
You are like Gene Kelly, You like to dance in the rain. I’m Not like that. I like silence and quiet I like when we sit side by side,
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
He makes me feel
How can he even look at me? So close. So near. I feel his breath beating down on me. I feel his pulse racing in my mouth.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Childhood smoothness . Content Warning.
I found my mama’s scarf It was my favorite one she wore, It was bright cherry red and like silk Her long black curls were spilling over and under it.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Lump in the throat: you are so smooth
i am not fully awake. I have barely begun to contemplate my existence, just the mewling, cooing light that has blanketed my form
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
comesanimaebómbos!!!
It was a normal day at Voxmore. The evil family woke up to hatch new plans to destroy the plaza and destroy those dastardly, good-doing heroes.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Fiction
Lonely for a feeling
check the change You were left short The bill came too late When you tried to pay too early. I’m so lonely for a feeling
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Ghost white pain. Top Story - November 2023.
I feel myself unable to stand without getting dizzy, a nauseas mixture of the worst sort of things set to my nostrils like an old feeling, a memory, burnt tire and gasoline, and then, fresh, salty air, and I find myself gagging, as the light burns my eyes.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Fiction