My work:
Patheos,
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
Space isn’t silent I know, because you’re there You must be leaping from moon to moon, Making the most beautiful sounds
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
each day that makes me feel uncomfortable Unveiling the lost power of our golden & silver verse, like Poe’s soft melancholy
Oh Professor, please sink those fingertips into my body. Don’t let this moment pass… We’re doing a dance, I say to myself, a dance without movements, a dance that is linguistic. My lover has a sword like weapon, his tongue.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
comfort. It’s in the core of your middle, dark and sunny and bright. You feel it rumbling into a soft quake when that person you live for, and whom lives for you, makes you giggle uncontrollably
I can’t account for this world There’s another one, though I slipped my mind into for awhile I think I fell in love With this Alternative World
hey, get comfortable Yeah, you. come over here, let me put my arm over your sweet shoulder Take a walk with me You comfortable?
I am so happy Lalalala I’m Singing and laughing There’s fresh air and music up there too It’s so sweet, to live I am slowly dying alive
I get a feeling I’ve done this before I’ve seen your scared face I’ve tried to get through your red door When all my life rhymes and doesn’t always
I want you to have the sun I want the overpowering waves to make your glow visible like I have seen it, I want you to feel the glow of the mirror, the amazing cut of diamond that feels like a thousand moon-lit wonders.
I have an alternative self, an alter ego, a persona I find can creep up on me without warning. Without provocation. It always starts with a green flash.
cage. I feel it like a chain Wrapping, constructing a new house over my head, pretty new locks. Constricting, a way to shut out my pulsing, angry heart.
can’t talk right Now Gotta busy line My hands are stuck in my pockets I don’t have pockets I can’t talk right now Please be patient
