she mentioned me in the dark to her boyfriend. her lips pressing together to form the shape of my name. he listened to her breathe each syllable. soft at first and ending abruptly, like an orgasm.
courtney jenkins
Did I mention that I like olives?
They are so salty in your mouth,
Candy for those lacking a sweet tooth.
Did I mention that my heart is broken?
A vat so olives couldn’t fix that.
Not in a million years,
Nor could it bring you back to me.
Did I mention that the sun seems dim since you left?
The stars have vanished too,
And the nights have grown in length and darkness.
Did I mention that I miss you?
Amanda
I have to mention your name to the authorities. I have to mention that I am in a cafe procrastinating writing my paper. Also I should mention that I’m bored and tired. Also I don’t really feel like writing my paper but I also don’t feel like doing anything else. Idon’t
Marcelle
I
Will never tell you
Of the sickness in my heart
I just made up
So we just look past each other
Flowerdead
“Don’t mention it,” she said with a tone of sass. He doesn’t understand how hard it is to give advice to someone who never gives you the time of day. Little does he know, she wished it was her he wanted more than anything.
“Did I mention that you’re gay?”
I looked at her, slightly startled.
“Ummm… No, I don’t think so,” I replied. “Am I?”
“Well, I thought it was obvious,” she said.
Its that terrible thing some people forget it do. “Oh hey, I forgot to mention.” Personally, it irritates me. Sometimes it’s such a vital, important little piece of information but they ‘forgot to mention’. It could result in humiliation, a sense of guilt, anything. It’s irritating. I like when people do mention good things to me, however, things that will benefit me. It definitely helps. I find it interesting the different lengths this word can go to. It has two different extremes. It’s weird, but many words are. The word? Mention.
Kirsten
He mentioned my name. I didn’t see him first, it surprised me. I wasn’t ready to see him again, I’m still not. I turned back and kept on walking my way.
Adriana
“Did you mention the kiss yet?”
“What kiss?”
“You know…the kiss.”
“Oh. No.”
Mrs. Johnson frowned. “Well…you should.”
“I don’t see why I have to,” her husband mused.
“Why not? Roy has to know. He has to know what’s going on with his daughter. If she’s doing things that aren’t appropriate…”
“I don’t see a problem.”
“George, are you going to mention it or not?”
Belinda Roddie
a guy giving a speech on very boring things.
olivia mills
He mentioned you the other day
he said he didn’t know why you hated him so much
and it reminded me
of before.
Ment I on. What is Ment? All together, oli mazi, mention. Ment that. Ah meant that. Meant I on. Yes meant I that one. Slang. Mention. Meant I on that one. Another good one. ON ya mate. Doing well.
Don’t mention sadness to me. There’s nothing worse than life, okay? Sadness is just a beautiful truth. That’s it. There’s no point. I don’t know where I would be without it.
stranger
I forgot to mention this. I should have mentioned that. All this mentioning going on. Mentor mentions to me. Interesting relationship. I mentioned to my Uncle. i have an Uncle to mention something to. Btw, did I mention this? Or should I have mentioned that?
june
I mentioned that I had seen you at the grocery store a few times, yet we acted as if we hadn’t noticed each other. I mentioned that your friends ask about me, even though you yourself…don’t. I mentioned that you were the one who ruined the concept of “us”, together, as one. That you were the one who went behind my back when I was in the most vulnerable of states. Did I mention that I don’t miss you?
Sarah
Mention .. sounds like something with social media. number of mentions… i should mention that I’m sitting on the beach in hawaii looking at a very attractive girl paddleboard by me ever so leisurely. wonder how you could ever get bored here. Also the fish is excellent!. but expensive.
KIS
I forgot to mention that I had herpes before intercourse with my ex!
Goodnews2u2
the thing about mentioning things is that you really have to think about it. do i mention this person, or that person. unlike writing where you can write and write, to mention someone you have to source it. what a waste of time.
kandice williams
“You’re only mad because it’s what Robyn aske–”
“DON’T YOU DARE MENTION HER NAME! DON’T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT THINGS THAT YOU CAN’T EVEN UNDERSTAND!” She screamed at me. “She’s DEAD she doesn’t care anymore! I’ll do what I want!”
I shrunk back in fear. Her hands had begun to smoke and steam began to lift off her hair. “I understand plenty enough. She didn’t want you getting hurt. Please, the magic of fire is not one to mess with on your own. Please, go to the Phoenix.” I turned and ran before she could start throwing fire balls at me.
We have Lucky. He is safe and unharmed. If you wish to ensure his return follow our instructions to the letter.
Deposit $10,000 in 20 dollar denominations in a brown paper bag into the trash receptacle under the statue of the great poet in Longfellow Park at midnight. Wear dark clothing and move quickly. Do not draw attention to yourself. Do not linger but return to your home at once. If you obey our instructions and we receive the bills and are satisfied with your compliance to the rules, he will be returned tomorrow morning between 6 and 7am. Do not contact the police. Do not mention this to the press. Do not mention this to a living soul. Or your little pooch will not be so lucky.
Nenn mir einen plausiblen Grund, warum du heute geträumt hast. Weißt du nicht, dass diese Unsitte nach und nach zum kompletten Gedächtnisverlust führt? Hast du sie nicht gesehen, all die Orientierungslosen, die da draußen umherirren und nicht mehr wissen, wer sie sind? Willst du denn auch so enden? Musst du mir diesen Schmerz auch noch antun?
i mention to God. I mention things in passing. Everyone just mentions things. We mention things in passing, but there are always meanings. The only time we mention stuff is when we want others to answer us, talk about it, or think about it. There are so many things that we just mention.
Callie
My mother always called the hall leading to my room “Good Intentions.” I suppose that was her way of coping with my conception; she never made mention of the experience other than that – not aloud, at any rate; when she used to kiss me goodnight as she tucked me in, there was always a split-second of hesitation, an air of abrupt anxiety, as though she were ready to spring away were I to become some true reflection of the horror she experienced… or maybe even wondering if an offering of love was even worth the unknowable risk.
Well this just sucks. I’m here with my bestie as as embarks on this mini adventure. She has the same word. I’ve already benn too exposed. How does this site work exactly.
raH
Mention… Ah mention. It’s all about men? Is there an English word for tion? Girl, I don’t know, I’m so confused right now. I cannot stop thinking about the colors of your eyes.
DeGraaffos
Can I just mention that i’m working on a Sunday with a group of dudes listening to Jay-Z. They are throwing up the gang signs making me laugh. Popping and locking talking about their youth. Silly boys make me giggle. It’s a hard knock life!
“He mentioned you, once, you know,” she looked into my eyes. “You were his best friend, practically an older brother to him. Why did you leave?”
I stared back at this girl, who looked like my sister.
talking about something or someone. Bringing something up in conversation. Sarah and I like to mention each other to anyone and everyone we meet. I fucked up.
Jackie
“i hate to mention it to ya jay buy someone had to”, said jon
“yea man, keepin it real aint what it used to be man not like the days when we
jacqueline Harris
I happened to mention a rumour, at the time I had meant it as a tip. Loosed with time, it travelled through several dozen mouths through twice as many lips. Spreading like a swift Goddess, with cities tainted and citizens infected until it coalesced upon a single person, in a form much like a dagger in her back. She knew of my betrayal, secrets at her bed now threatened her reputation. My Queen of Carthage, t’was not spurred by my choice.
Eric Harrell
The mention of his name uttered a spark in her soul. It was growing more and more faint each day. Until the day that she saw him for the first time in a long time. In this moment, her soul burned.
gossip. she sad. he said. i heard. your name. i can’t believe it. mentioned you.
Isabel
I forgot. In packing my bags, in cleaning under the stove, in turning over the keys, I forgot to mention one thing to the new occupants of my 7 month apartment — the hidden spot in the wall, full of treasures of unknown origin. In retrospect, I wondered how they would come to terms.
Sorcha Fatooh
let’s do a scientific study about us: how much you mention me, how much i mention you. i’m pretty sure it’d be 1% to 99%. am i imagining this? am i important? do you remember anything, or have you blocked everything out, including me?
Mention my name and he will cringe. Mention what I did and he will rage. Mention that I am gone and he will cry. Mention me for that is the only way I can be be near him.
I completely lost myself in his eyes that sparkled like dancing stars in the vastly expansive, twinkling night sky. “Deborah,” he whispered. My heart skipped beat, for a moment I forgot to inhale. He knew my name? In this moment of mentioning my presence, I stuttered my incomprehension. “How do you know who I am?” With those embracing eyes of his, he enveloped me in his warmth as he gently chuckled, “I’ve known you would come into this world from the beginning of time. Not for a moment does a second pass and I do not think about you. For you are my child, you are my daughter: valuable, worthy, and most importantly, loved.”
Did I mention that I am leaving? I have left several meals in the freezer. Simply heat them up in the oven on 350 degrees Fahrenheit. Don’t cry, dear. I should be back soon. Make sure to take warm baths, and don’t forget your gloves in the morning. I love you.
she mentioned me in the dark to her boyfriend. her lips pressing together to form the shape of my name. he listened to her breathe each syllable. soft at first and ending abruptly, like an orgasm.
Did I mention that I like olives?
They are so salty in your mouth,
Candy for those lacking a sweet tooth.
Did I mention that my heart is broken?
A vat so olives couldn’t fix that.
Not in a million years,
Nor could it bring you back to me.
Did I mention that the sun seems dim since you left?
The stars have vanished too,
And the nights have grown in length and darkness.
Did I mention that I miss you?
I have to mention your name to the authorities. I have to mention that I am in a cafe procrastinating writing my paper. Also I should mention that I’m bored and tired. Also I don’t really feel like writing my paper but I also don’t feel like doing anything else. Idon’t
I
Will never tell you
Of the sickness in my heart
I just made up
So we just look past each other
“Don’t mention it,” she said with a tone of sass. He doesn’t understand how hard it is to give advice to someone who never gives you the time of day. Little does he know, she wished it was her he wanted more than anything.
“Did I mention that you’re gay?”
I looked at her, slightly startled.
“Ummm… No, I don’t think so,” I replied. “Am I?”
“Well, I thought it was obvious,” she said.
Its that terrible thing some people forget it do. “Oh hey, I forgot to mention.” Personally, it irritates me. Sometimes it’s such a vital, important little piece of information but they ‘forgot to mention’. It could result in humiliation, a sense of guilt, anything. It’s irritating. I like when people do mention good things to me, however, things that will benefit me. It definitely helps. I find it interesting the different lengths this word can go to. It has two different extremes. It’s weird, but many words are. The word? Mention.
He mentioned my name. I didn’t see him first, it surprised me. I wasn’t ready to see him again, I’m still not. I turned back and kept on walking my way.
“Did you mention the kiss yet?”
“What kiss?”
“You know…the kiss.”
“Oh. No.”
Mrs. Johnson frowned. “Well…you should.”
“I don’t see why I have to,” her husband mused.
“Why not? Roy has to know. He has to know what’s going on with his daughter. If she’s doing things that aren’t appropriate…”
“I don’t see a problem.”
“George, are you going to mention it or not?”
a guy giving a speech on very boring things.
He mentioned you the other day
he said he didn’t know why you hated him so much
and it reminded me
of before.
Ment I on. What is Ment? All together, oli mazi, mention. Ment that. Ah meant that. Meant I on. Yes meant I that one. Slang. Mention. Meant I on that one. Another good one. ON ya mate. Doing well.
Don’t mention sadness to me. There’s nothing worse than life, okay? Sadness is just a beautiful truth. That’s it. There’s no point. I don’t know where I would be without it.
I forgot to mention this. I should have mentioned that. All this mentioning going on. Mentor mentions to me. Interesting relationship. I mentioned to my Uncle. i have an Uncle to mention something to. Btw, did I mention this? Or should I have mentioned that?
I mentioned that I had seen you at the grocery store a few times, yet we acted as if we hadn’t noticed each other. I mentioned that your friends ask about me, even though you yourself…don’t. I mentioned that you were the one who ruined the concept of “us”, together, as one. That you were the one who went behind my back when I was in the most vulnerable of states. Did I mention that I don’t miss you?
Mention .. sounds like something with social media. number of mentions… i should mention that I’m sitting on the beach in hawaii looking at a very attractive girl paddleboard by me ever so leisurely. wonder how you could ever get bored here. Also the fish is excellent!. but expensive.
I forgot to mention that I had herpes before intercourse with my ex!
the thing about mentioning things is that you really have to think about it. do i mention this person, or that person. unlike writing where you can write and write, to mention someone you have to source it. what a waste of time.
“You’re only mad because it’s what Robyn aske–”
“DON’T YOU DARE MENTION HER NAME! DON’T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT THINGS THAT YOU CAN’T EVEN UNDERSTAND!” She screamed at me. “She’s DEAD she doesn’t care anymore! I’ll do what I want!”
I shrunk back in fear. Her hands had begun to smoke and steam began to lift off her hair. “I understand plenty enough. She didn’t want you getting hurt. Please, the magic of fire is not one to mess with on your own. Please, go to the Phoenix.” I turned and ran before she could start throwing fire balls at me.
Oh, did I mention the jello mold with the pocket watch inside? That was my moment, my bug in amber.
We have Lucky. He is safe and unharmed. If you wish to ensure his return follow our instructions to the letter.
Deposit $10,000 in 20 dollar denominations in a brown paper bag into the trash receptacle under the statue of the great poet in Longfellow Park at midnight. Wear dark clothing and move quickly. Do not draw attention to yourself. Do not linger but return to your home at once. If you obey our instructions and we receive the bills and are satisfied with your compliance to the rules, he will be returned tomorrow morning between 6 and 7am. Do not contact the police. Do not mention this to the press. Do not mention this to a living soul. Or your little pooch will not be so lucky.
Nenn mir einen plausiblen Grund, warum du heute geträumt hast. Weißt du nicht, dass diese Unsitte nach und nach zum kompletten Gedächtnisverlust führt? Hast du sie nicht gesehen, all die Orientierungslosen, die da draußen umherirren und nicht mehr wissen, wer sie sind? Willst du denn auch so enden? Musst du mir diesen Schmerz auch noch antun?
i mention to God. I mention things in passing. Everyone just mentions things. We mention things in passing, but there are always meanings. The only time we mention stuff is when we want others to answer us, talk about it, or think about it. There are so many things that we just mention.
My mother always called the hall leading to my room “Good Intentions.” I suppose that was her way of coping with my conception; she never made mention of the experience other than that – not aloud, at any rate; when she used to kiss me goodnight as she tucked me in, there was always a split-second of hesitation, an air of abrupt anxiety, as though she were ready to spring away were I to become some true reflection of the horror she experienced… or maybe even wondering if an offering of love was even worth the unknowable risk.
Well this just sucks. I’m here with my bestie as as embarks on this mini adventure. She has the same word. I’ve already benn too exposed. How does this site work exactly.
Mention… Ah mention. It’s all about men? Is there an English word for tion? Girl, I don’t know, I’m so confused right now. I cannot stop thinking about the colors of your eyes.
Can I just mention that i’m working on a Sunday with a group of dudes listening to Jay-Z. They are throwing up the gang signs making me laugh. Popping and locking talking about their youth. Silly boys make me giggle. It’s a hard knock life!
“He mentioned you, once, you know,” she looked into my eyes. “You were his best friend, practically an older brother to him. Why did you leave?”
I stared back at this girl, who looked like my sister.
talking about something or someone. Bringing something up in conversation. Sarah and I like to mention each other to anyone and everyone we meet. I fucked up.
“i hate to mention it to ya jay buy someone had to”, said jon
“yea man, keepin it real aint what it used to be man not like the days when we
I happened to mention a rumour, at the time I had meant it as a tip. Loosed with time, it travelled through several dozen mouths through twice as many lips. Spreading like a swift Goddess, with cities tainted and citizens infected until it coalesced upon a single person, in a form much like a dagger in her back. She knew of my betrayal, secrets at her bed now threatened her reputation. My Queen of Carthage, t’was not spurred by my choice.
The mention of his name uttered a spark in her soul. It was growing more and more faint each day. Until the day that she saw him for the first time in a long time. In this moment, her soul burned.
gossip. she sad. he said. i heard. your name. i can’t believe it. mentioned you.
I forgot. In packing my bags, in cleaning under the stove, in turning over the keys, I forgot to mention one thing to the new occupants of my 7 month apartment — the hidden spot in the wall, full of treasures of unknown origin. In retrospect, I wondered how they would come to terms.
let’s do a scientific study about us: how much you mention me, how much i mention you. i’m pretty sure it’d be 1% to 99%. am i imagining this? am i important? do you remember anything, or have you blocked everything out, including me?
Mention my name and he will cringe. Mention what I did and he will rage. Mention that I am gone and he will cry. Mention me for that is the only way I can be be near him.
I completely lost myself in his eyes that sparkled like dancing stars in the vastly expansive, twinkling night sky. “Deborah,” he whispered. My heart skipped beat, for a moment I forgot to inhale. He knew my name? In this moment of mentioning my presence, I stuttered my incomprehension. “How do you know who I am?” With those embracing eyes of his, he enveloped me in his warmth as he gently chuckled, “I’ve known you would come into this world from the beginning of time. Not for a moment does a second pass and I do not think about you. For you are my child, you are my daughter: valuable, worthy, and most importantly, loved.”
An additional thought. A new idea brought to the conversation. To vocalize a thought and to often regret it. But most often not.
“I love you.”
Did I mention that I am leaving? I have left several meals in the freezer. Simply heat them up in the oven on 350 degrees Fahrenheit. Don’t cry, dear. I should be back soon. Make sure to take warm baths, and don’t forget your gloves in the morning. I love you.
HERE
To even mention
the very notion
of the idea
of escape
is forbidden