• Meggie wrote about the word evidence 1 year, 7 months ago

    As if sheltered by the flames, page after page curls inwards. Destruction turns into peace.

  • Meggie wrote about the word couch 1 year, 8 months ago

    Sit and decay. Fabric patterns linger onto flesh, the scent of unknown things imbedded deep inside. Hair sticks to surface.

  • Meggie wrote about the word trade 1 year, 8 months ago

    Merchants gather on sandy plains, wind whistles through one ear & out the other. Tobacco & fine spices fill the air, as travelers gayly meander.

  • Meggie wrote about the word hover 1 year, 8 months ago

    Lightly lifted, fingers barely brushing high grass. Sweet smells of the earth float up through nostrils, wet ground turns.

  • Meggie wrote about the word bars 1 year, 8 months ago

    Sultry smile behind swirling smoke, drunken laughter echoing off the walls of my skull. Ale swished eagerly through lips, eyes glaze.

  • Meggie wrote about the word insect 1 year, 8 months ago

    Crawling, clicking joints furiously to reach destination. Sliding in mud as giant drops of water crash down around its body.

  • Meggie wrote about the word sponge 1 year, 8 months ago

    Leaning over the rail, awkwardly lips fumble for straw.

  • Meggie wrote about the word secretary 1 year, 8 months ago

    Red lipstick dragged over heavy lips, thin hair pinned up & in place. Telephone ringing, nails being filed.

  • Meggie wrote about the word destruction 1 year, 8 months ago

    Outright destruction, is it too late to give a fuck? Don’t stress it, don’t push it along. Just let it roll over you. Consumption.

  • Meggie wrote about the word force 1 year, 8 months ago

    Unconsensual, determination, gritted teeth, unmentionable. Tearing inwards, never ending. These are nightmares, these are dark times.

  • Meggie wrote about the word umbrella 1 year, 8 months ago

    Under my umbrella, listening. Thunk, thunk, thunk as raindrops tumble down from the sky above.

  • Meggie wrote about the word silk 1 year, 9 months ago

    Red silk shirt, resting on the lightly roasted skin of a human being. Softly being rustled by the passing wind, so delicately making its own sound.

  • Meggie wrote about the word poison 1 year, 9 months ago

    In your veins, it slithers and slides. Faster as the blood pumps. Bump-bump. Bump-bump. What once was life is now owned by death.

  • Meggie wrote about the word deer 1 year, 9 months ago

    Headlights on an empty, winter highway. Snow slices the light. Eyes glow on the edges on the road, where deer timidly linger.

  • Meggie wrote about the word succeed 1 year, 9 months ago

    Succeed. Follow. Lead. A thousand feet tall, the tyrant stands above us all. Dark. Menacing.Shoes caked with attempts.

  • Meggie wrote about the word repeat 1 year, 9 months ago

    Repeat, rewind, repeat. Tape swiftly flies through plastic wheels. Repeat. Repeat. Film burns. Nose twitches with recognition.

  • Meggie wrote about the word thread 1 year, 9 months ago

    Thread the needle and create. Create warmth, create security. Let the materiel rest upon the flesh, let the wind whip by, scents collecting on fiber.