• Jeannie wrote about the word scar 1 year, 5 months ago

    In certain light it appears like the curving jagged contour of a country traversing the tip of my nose and running across my lips. In the summer months, when the sun falls across it with heat, the line lightens, a drip of milk, a pale pencil drawing. I used to hide it with my hand. [...]

  • Destin wrote about the word patent 1 year, 6 months ago

    Permission to think
    to explore what is and was always inside you.
    Limited by the mind of another, so
    he might capitalize
    and institutionalize on what he couldn’t do
    himself.

  • Destin wrote about the word passionate 1 year, 6 months ago

    Simple and honest
    like gravity and oxygen.
    Nothing makes since without you here.

    I know as well as what hold me to the ground
    that you are to be in my life
    forever.

  • Destin wrote about the word compassion 1 year, 7 months ago

    Lips parted so willingly
    as the others passed across her neck.
    Passion and lust so closely entwined
    that the heat from their bodies
    is beyond what their senses can accept.

  • Destin wrote about the word edge 1 year, 7 months ago

    Each edge of the bed felt like it was a million miles high.
    I panicked as she turned over, rolling towards the side.
    I knew the second that she reached her destination,
    she’d be gone forever

    but I couldn’t stop her.

  • Destin wrote about the word pressed 1 year, 8 months ago

    Pressed into another corner
    she feels the urge to run.
    Everyone tells her to relax,
    that this is normal,
    you should be happy.

    But who’s happy with walls
    behind their back
    hands at their shoulders
    and cuffs on both their fingers?

  • Destin posted an update: 1 year, 8 months ago

    Longing for tomorrow is making today feel so much longer. I bask in the sunlight hoping that it’s rays can warm me like your smile, but they never do.

  • Destin posted an update: 1 year, 8 months ago

    Longing for tomorrow is making today feel so much longer. I bask in the sunlight hoping that it’s rays can worm me like your smile, but they never do.

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

    The couch gave under my naked back
    and your hands felt sweet on my chest.
    The glue between our skin was wet and drying.

    Your taste still rang on my tongue.

  • Destin wrote about the word shootout 1 year, 8 months ago

    Heart beats turned into centuries
    as Wilson stood in the street.
    With the blood of the others under his feet
    he stepped toward what he knew would be
    the last thing he ever did.

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

    The trade was so quick
    subtle.

    Her fingers grazed mine
    and as I looked up to see her face
    I could already feel my hand longing for her touch again.

    Then she smiled, as if she could hear
    my knuckles begging.

  • Destin wrote about the word clipped 1 year, 8 months ago

    The clips fell into the sink,
    pieces of him he no longer needed.
    And each one fell so easily,
    so willingly.

    Like dreams.

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

    The bar was wet and cold on Joe’s forehead. He couldn’t believe that the place where Jenn and fell into his life, literally, would be the place he saw her for the last time. That night she slipped and landed in his lap ran so vividly through his mind simultaneously as he watched her clumsily [...]

  • Destin wrote about the word chance 1 year, 8 months ago

    The only chance he had
    was to let everything go.
    He left his baseball mit
    his favorite hat
    his mothers kiss…

    Everything was behind him now.
    What was ahead was beyond
    his mind could go.

    But his feet would go forever.

  • Destin wrote about the word root 1 year, 9 months ago

    The root of the problem wasn’t that Edmond was never home in time for dinner, it was that when Julie woke up in the morning she would find Ed sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the wall as if he was trying to make it look like somewhere else. Some mornings she [...]

  • Destin wrote about the word band 1 year, 10 months ago

    The music leaped into my ears
    and spread through out my limbs.
    The movement, so genuine and free.

    As the band played, I glide past your feet
    and dive into your smile.
    Dancing never felt so natural.

  • Destin wrote about the word antlers 1 year, 11 months ago

    The antlers were strong
    sturdy coat hangers that
    we always relied on
    and never realized that
    they weren’t actually ours.

  • Destin wrote about the word intense 1 year, 11 months ago

    The feelings went from strong to intense
    as the elephant sat right on her face
    and her lips parted like the flood-gates
    of fear.

    The words just slipped out
    … like I meant them.

  • Destin wrote about the word embraced 1 year, 11 months ago

    The blood flooded my face as the truth
    came clear in her eyes.
    The fear turned to disgust
    and the truth wrapped around both our throats
    and took us.

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