Melissa Ingoldsby

Joined February 2021

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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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Screamland part 7
Kedamono comes out of the public bathroom, dizzy and depressed, having thrown up from an all day nervous deposition, he goes to the front of the local diner and gets a table to sit down to get a drink of soda. His face is red from crying and the waitress notices.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Screamland part 6
Kedamono leaves the building in bout of fury. He’s angry but mainly he’s heartbroken; and by kicking a large rock nearby the building, he hurts his foot.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Screamland part 5
Popee is trying not to cry. His heart feels like a rock tumbling around in his chest. His chest is racked by guilt, fear, apprehensive, excitement and the worst most potent feeling of all:
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Screamland part 4
Popee is feeling out of place in this town, in his brightly colored kimono. He is feeling scratchy and uncomfortable and feels like everyone is looking at him. He looks at the list Kedamono gave him, and he crumbles it up a bit.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Strawberry, dark, bright blue sea
beneath your shining, piercing tone Your rainstorm brewing, Your thunder stewing there is so much loud In you, it cascades out, slowly, painfully
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
Screamland part 3
The day came when Kedamono knew the order for all the furniture was in, and he was super excited. He even bought Popee extra cooking appliances and some other things—-some new outfits and other cute accessories for his hair.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Twilight Lip Balm
Girl I’m chilly, cold Breezy That’s not bad I love the cold But today I was sitting in heat And felt cold And I thought of your lemon balm
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
Screamland Part 2
Kedamono is tired. And not “dog tired,” because that’s just offensive. He knew Popee wouldn’t say it anyway, but when he came in from his second job, Popee told him he looked tired. Just tired. Kedamono agreed.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Screamland
“I don’t have time…” The tall blonde man started. He cleared his throat and looked at his shorter purple haired companion. Both sets of eyes met. One was a never ending pile of highly expressive masks tumbling upon each other. The other, markedly deep blue eyes that pierced anyone that dared to stare too long at them.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Sickly sweet
being all toasty with you Under the sun Is sickly sweet, It’s too late I feel your pain Weathering against my skin I can’t bear it—-
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
Perfect Blue
she always tries to watch the sky She wanders it is hard to breathe She can’t be herself She can’t believe Her reflection
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
Don’t feel me
you don’t feel me I don’t need anything I don’t need to elevate I don’t elevate myself Up like an elevator Because of a relationship
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets