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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Spaghetti family part 10, spaghetti party!
I don’t know how we managed to get out of that “lesson” unscathed, but we did. It wasn’t as bad as it usually is, but still scary and I felt uneasy for Robin and Manny.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Spaghetti Family part 9, like honey to a pesky bee
I couldn’t stop crying. It was like the world as I knew it was over. Manny didn’t remember what I was to him, either did Robin. They had some memories just not the most recent ones of us together free in that new community in our new home.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Spaghetti Family part 8, you’re all on borrowed time
The glowing, swirling black chasm fell deep down through the hole in the house. I couldn’t stop looking at it. It was hypotonic. And there was my family, Robin and Manny, hiding in a chaotic, black and white electrical cloud, all the way at the bottom.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Spaghetti Family part seven, the chasm of tears
I feel pinned down and burning all over. I know instinctively this is Lesley, and her face scans the house in an authoritative manner stomping about, as I realize I’m no longer able to speak as I try to open my mouth and tell her to get out.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Spaghetti Family part six, Leslie’s return
“H-Harry, Harry, we need to get the hell outta here!” Robin whispers to me frantically, lifting up Manny, but struggling to do so.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Spaghetti Family part five
We got home from the store, and I started up lunch. “Robin, babe,” I say as he puts away the rest of the groceries. “I’m thinking of buying a security system for the house. What do you think?”
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Edgar’s lament
To know Edgar’s poetic muse His words hit deep(it seemed they did, she often told him so) But Drives a soft crease, indented in time
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Edgar & Anabelle Lee
the humid, tangible cries of the dark raven Draw a dark, solid curtain Over the melancholy verse, draining Edgar’s longing
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Oh, Swamp Thing, come see the sun
one muse, Many names. For Edgar, Anabelle Lee is forever. Moon-Milk Eyes, a treasure with large saucer mirrors Spacing out over earth,
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Jagged thorns around the neck
silver thorns around my neck Pieces of the muddy bosom bloody Mississippi in my eyes, My Bloodlines lie in the muddy waters
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
You are my dove . Top Story - October 2022.
yes I remember the laughs between the layers of our shared verse And the dreams we were dancing with the moon lit curse That hung over my face
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Dear Anabelle Lee
to know our angel is resting peacefully Is all this poet can hope for, And yes my dear Anabelle Lee, I will try to say this simply.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets