• Story Solo commented on the post, satisfy 6 years, 6 months ago

    I will never be satisfied with myself.

    I cannot play a sport.
    I have no skill in any useful activity.
    My few talents disappoint many.

    Reading doesn’t earn you medals.
    Sewing is a seemingly ancient skill.
    Writing doesn’t gain you admiring friends.

    These things don’t put food on the table
    Or clothes on our backs
    Or money in our dusty,…[Read more]

  • Story Solo commented on the post, side 6 years, 9 months ago

    The One Place
    That She is Never at.

  • I Couldn’t Help it.
    All the Fowl Words in the World Were Climbing Up My Throat
    Yearning to Be Released.
    But I Kept Those Words Down
    And Instead
    Opened My Mouth
    And Spat on His Shoe.
    I Watched His Face Turn […]

  • Story Solo commented on the post, cabinet 6 years, 10 months ago

    It Was the Sound of Mum Closing the Creaky Kitchen Cabinet That Woke Me.
    As Usual, I Was Tangled in Blankets
    Having Thrashed Around in My Sleep.
    My Arms Were Extended
    As Though Reaching For Something,
    My […]

  • Story Solo commented on the post, props 6 years, 10 months ago

    I Peeked Through the Curtain
    And Saw the Audience.
    My Stomach Seemed to Drop
    At the Amount of People That Were There,
    But My Heart Seemed to Drop
    At the Sight of the Two Empty Seats
    Up Front
    The Seats That […]

  • Story Solo commented on the post, holder 6 years, 10 months ago

    As I Stood There,
    Babbling Nonsense
    About Television and People and Paint
    To a Friend Who Was Hardly Listening
    I Felt it,
    The Most Wonderful Feeling
    I’d Never Felt,
    Of Two Arms
    Wrapping Around My Waist […]

  • Story Solo commented on the post, icing 6 years, 10 months ago

    It Was a Store,
    Full of Sparkling Earrings and Glimmering Make-Up.
    They Dragged Me Inside,
    Painted My Face With Thick Powder,
    Draped Jewels Around My Neck,
    Sprinkled My Hair With Glitter,
    Covered My Shirt […]

  • I Opened the Envelope,
    Curiosity Burning a Hole in My Brain.
    I Carefully Unfolded the Paper.
    Written in Green Ink
    Were Four Sentences;

    Instructions:

    – Stop Thinking About Her
    – Stop Thinking About […]

  • Story Solo commented on the post, suspects 6 years, 10 months ago

    “Which One of You Was it?”
    I Whispered,
    Looking at the Two Faces
    That I Loved More Than Anything Else in the World.

    I Watched
    In Horror
    As They Both Slowly
    Raised Their Hands.

  • Story Solo commented on the post, patrol 6 years, 10 months ago

    I Walked Back and Forth in Front of the Open Doorway,
    Listening For Giggles or Whispering.
    I Stepped Inside Every Now and Then
    To Make Sure That the Nightlight Stayed On,
    The Television Stayed Off,
    And the […]

  • For Some Reason, It Was On a Stretcher,
    Which Was Strange Because it Was Hardly a Human Yet.
    I Knew, From the Vivid Colors and Birds-Eye View
    That This Was Only a Dream;
    But That Didn’t Keep the Pain […]

  • I Braided Them Into Her Hair,
    Put Them Behind Her Ears,
    Sprinkled Them Randomly Onto Her Head.
    They Made Her Honey-Blond Curls Appear To Be Darker.
    I Picked One Last Flower,
    Brighter and Bigger Than the […]

  • Story Solo commented on the post, crew 6 years, 10 months ago

    She is There When I Cry,
    He is There to Make Jokes With,
    He is There to Tease Me,
    She is There to Be Teased,
    He is There to Give Me Piggie-Back Rides,
    She’s There to Listen to My Rants,
    He’s There to Teach […]

  • I Handed Her the Apple,
    The One I’d Stolen For Myself,
    The One That Meant Even a Small Meal,
    That May Cease the Growling in My Stomach For at Least the Night.
    But Seeing Her There,
    Thin,
    Hollow,
    Dying,
    I […]

  • Story Solo commented on the post, doorknob 6 years, 10 months ago

    I Was Dreaming.

    I Knew That Immediately
    Because He Was There,
    And I’d Already Accepted the Fact
    That He’s Never Coming Back.

    I Ran to Him,
    Yearning For His Touch,
    Not Caring That He Wasn’t Real,
    Just […]

  • Story Solo commented on the post, bandages 6 years, 10 months ago

    It Hurts,
    Unbearable Pain,
    Slashes,
    Cuts,
    Bruises,
    How Can Something So Small Hurt So Bad?
    But it’s True,
    My Heart is Broken…

    But They Don’t Make Band-Aids
    For Hearts.

  • “We Could be Together You Know.
    When I Get Back.”
    What a Suggestion!
    I Gazed at the Computer Screen,
    Starstruck at the Words He Had Just Sent.
    After a Moment, I Typed,
    “Of Course!”
    Then I Erased it.
    I […]

  • Story Solo commented on the post, bucket 6 years, 10 months ago

    I Lifted the Bucket
    And Handed it to Him.
    “What is it?”
    I Murmured, Peering at the Small Creature Inside.
    He Smiled,
    And He Replied in a Soft Whisper.
    “It’s a Kitten.”

    And So it Was.
    Smaller Than My […]

  • Story Solo commented on the post, overalls 6 years, 10 months ago

    They Laugh At Me
    In My Overalls
    While They Look Flashy in Their Revealing Dresses.
    They Snicker
    At My One-Piece Swimsuit,
    While They Bounce About in Their Small Bikinis,
    They Sneer
    At the Worn Ragged […]

  • “I Didn’t Do it”,
    I Say
    Even Though I Did.
    I Did it For Good Reasons,
    But the Woman is Unmoved,
    Unimpressed,
    Unbelieving,
    Her Stern Bespectacled Eyes Narrowed to Slits,
    Glaring at Me,
    As Though I’m […]