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The mango grove was a place of marshy water, and entangled roots. The narrow trees with spindly arms rose out of the water like water nymphs.
» Posted By Anu On 10.22.2014 @ 3:59 am
from the periphery
A blur of lines
» Posted By Anu On 10.20.2014 @ 2:49 am
his steps faltered. he wasn’t sure anymore. what would he tell her? you are my birth mother? was he ready to face her reaction? would she be happy? would she be angry? after all she gave him up.
» Posted By Anu On 10.17.2014 @ 1:06 am
a straight flexible neck
curious dark eyes
languid and alive
lips that are cupid’s bow
a diamond resting on clavicle
that seem ready to take flight.
» Posted By Anu On 10.16.2014 @ 5:53 am
these wounds are not the kind that can be sewn up with stitches. time may lessen the pain. maybe the scars will fade away. they may not. we don’t know. it is too soon to say that yet.
» Posted By Anu On 10.14.2014 @ 11:58 pm
» Posted By Anu On 10.13.2014 @ 5:28 am
Vee tried to look amused but it was not easy when she felt like a croc ready to snap this mouth in anger and wag its tail. Wait. Vee wondered. Do crocs wag tales?
» Posted By Anu On 10.12.2014 @ 11:13 am
The old man looked at him with pity. Alan felt fury bubbling. He could deal with anger, with revulsion but not pity.
» Posted By Anu On 10.10.2014 @ 2:52 am
She had never been thrown out of a bed before. She should be angry, not puzzled. There has never been any reason to get thrown out of before.
» Posted By Anu On 10.09.2014 @ 3:46 am
Lenny. Her accomplice in all things taboo. Don’t get this wrong. Lina was not the wild child in the strictest sense. But the shadow of her twin long dead made everything seem that way.
» Posted By Anu On 10.07.2014 @ 10:40 pm
her barb-tipped quip flattened matt’s ego rather quick. he stood there gaping at this woman in mismatched shoes and with squinty eyes.
» Posted By Anu On 10.05.2014 @ 7:04 am
He stood up, and a few seconds passed before his legs seemed to crumble from beneath him. The pain…he blacked out.
» Posted By Anu On 10.01.2014 @ 2:57 am
She will never know why he did what he did. It came out of the blue. But if she thought about it, which she preferred not to, because saying it came out of the blue left her blameless and helpless, it may have occurred to her she knew what he did and why.
» Posted By Anu On 09.30.2014 @ 5:46 am
I drift form one thought to another
one goal to another
as a butterfly does
do they all?
i stay nowhere
i belong everywhere
» Posted By Anu On 09.29.2014 @ 5:13 am
i may have imagined it all. that is what they all say. but you don’t know how real it felt. the euphoria and then the crashing down that followed it. the pain. how could i have made that up?
» Posted By Anu On 09.24.2014 @ 7:50 am
to hold her head down, stripped of all dignity, no she would let that come to pass. she hadn’t persisted against all odds to let a scheming couple bring her down.
» Posted By Anu On 09.22.2014 @ 8:55 am
the oak stood apart from the rest. it escaped the axe but its trunk bore marks and bruises and memories. was it oblivious to the pain or did simply choose to rest in its strength? Aloof and vulnerable.
» Posted By Anu On 09.18.2014 @ 5:40 am
i want to sweep them bodily off this earth. these people whose idea of being fun is to belittle, mock and bully others. it is unbearable how this is socially acceptable. when are the meek going to inherit the earth, i wonder? Gah.
» Posted By Anu On 09.16.2014 @ 4:17 am
She was not familiar with the wordly ways of people in the city that often masked a lot of unsavory traits. Naivety can often buffer people against the truth of the world, make us look in awe at those we should flee.
» Posted By Anu On 09.15.2014 @ 12:15 am
I caught sight of the truck’s tailgate just as it turned around the bend. I could still hear the engine’s receding hum. I slowed to wonder if the pursue was worth it. Will the price be too high? Was i ready to meet him again? It was too late.
» Posted By Anu On 09.10.2014 @ 2:03 am
she left her home and all that she knew, the comfort of familiarity, in pursuit of a dream that was perhaps as much an illusion as all that she knew. but the thrill is in the pursuit.
» Posted By Anu On 09.07.2014 @ 11:16 pm
She is glowing. It is love she thinks. It is but what she does not know yet is it has nothing to do with the man sitting across her. It is in her. The love within her. She sees or thinks she sees it reflected in his eyes. It is in her.
» Posted By Anu On 09.04.2014 @ 11:34 pm
i brushed aside the comments and bit back the tears and walked with my head high. i would rather disappear than show them how i felt, how much i wanted to crumble inside.
» Posted By Anu On 09.04.2014 @ 1:41 am
charity, they say, begins at home. but then so do so many other things. the way we understand the world, the way we interact with the world…everything starts at home.
» Posted By Anu On 09.01.2014 @ 1:47 am
i fall into myself.
off a cliff.
the high and now the low.
here the world is glassy ice blue.
darkness sputters in shadows.
» Posted By Anu On 08.28.2014 @ 2:39 am
the rough terrain did little to deter him as he drove to win like his life depended on it. his life did depend on it. and just when he thinks he is home free, there is a loud crash and after a split second he is thrown out of his seat.
» Posted By Anu On 08.27.2014 @ 1:41 am
the letter brushed past my feet. i hesitated. for a moment, i wanted to allow it to go where the wind intended to take it. but then perhaps it was to me. i bent down to pick it up, anticipation welling up inside me.
» Posted By Anu On 08.26.2014 @ 3:17 am
the mist parted for me as i walked down a bridge. every now and then, i would catch sight of a couple. but they were soon hidden by the thick mist. i thought i heard a scream.
» Posted By Anu On 08.21.2014 @ 2:48 am
the mythic little red and the wolf in me. they talk to me again. thoughts swirl in my head. don’t believe them they say, wolves baring fangs.
» Posted By Anu On 08.19.2014 @ 1:47 am
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Ah a pint..a pint of beer. I think i have had enough of those. The initial buzz is gone and i am now crashing inside myself. Down down down i go. I feel like a piece of lead, been carved out of it and now i am drowning.
» Posted By Anu On 08.17.2014 @ 11:13 pm