• leah commented on the post, survivor 5 months, 1 week ago

    I haven’t seen you in a long time, but I know you’ll surface soon. When I need you most, you’ll come. You’ll torture and break and tear. You’ll save the essence that makes up my life. And I want that.

  • Sarah-Grace commented on the post, harness 6 months ago

    You harnessed all your lies to my neck
    weighing about thirty pounds too heavy,
    you pushed me to the ground
    and told me, “Girl, just stay steady”.

    You proceeded to bagged up all your fears
    bringing in a good forty plus
    and threw it over my shoulders
    questioning me, “Girl, what’s all the fuss?”

    You then quickly netted all your guilt
    to…[Read more]

  • WearyWater commented on the post, version 1 year, 9 months ago

    After four years of darkness and distance, we connect again. But I am not the version of myself he’s used to—or the one he wants. I am fearless and bold, ready to spit on life before me. I tread on empty compliments and demand attention in the form of fearsome intellect. I am not the shy little girl he knew growing up, the one who used to quake…[Read more]

  • Rain Imber commented on the post, startled 1 year, 11 months ago

    Where do I start? Life startles you often and when you least expect it. Trust me, I would know. You turn around and something happens, the thing that you least expect, whether it is good or bad. Karma doesn’t exist.

  • Rain Imber commented on the post, firepower 1 year, 11 months ago

    BOOM! The impact rattled the fort and Johnny was knocked off of his feet. BOOM! He felt another body fall on top of him and struggled to sit up. As he peered over the wall of the fort, his heart nearly stopped- in the bay was a huge, menacing fleet of warships.

  • WearyWater commented on the post, pan 2 years, 2 months ago

    He scorched the underside of her good, cast-iron pans much in the same way he scorched her heart. Both were too good for the likes of him, yet endured the abuse.

    Years later, she found, both would be doing as strong as ever without him around to try to misuse them again.

  • WearyWater commented on the post, pan 2 years, 2 months ago

    He scorched the underside of her good, cast-iron pans much in the same way he scorcher her heart. Both were too good for the likes of him, yet endured the abuse.

  • Mara commented on the post, shock 2 years, 3 months ago

    Shock is a bad word to use. It’s a nothing word. A word that can only mean something to you if you’re in the thick of it. You can’t feel shock by reading it. You can’t feel shock by saying it. You can only feel it when you’re down on your knees, waist deep in it. You can only feel it if it’s taken your heart out of your chest.

  • Rain Imber commented on the post, glow 2 years, 4 months ago

    Sometimes it is hard to see them- the stars. They hide behind the clouds that are so far below them. But even when you can’t see them, you know that they are there, glowing. And even though they are unthinkably far away, you can feel them as if they are brighter than the sun.

  • invinculis commented on the post, ballot 2 years, 5 months ago

    life is messy and i don’t enjoy it. every day,
    another wine glass. french names too shy to
    leave my tongue until forced. meanwhile,
    i am 22 and washing behind the ears seems more
    and more a cultivated lifestyle.

    you, who still vacuum under the bed, consider the way
    the days swell and fatten under the spring sun.

  • invinculis commented on the post, misled 2 years, 5 months ago

    in the dream i am walking through the field by our childhood
    home where corn used to grow some summers
    ago. wondering as i go, fingers just
    grazing the uncultivated grass–if wildflowers
    have found their way here, if the dirt knows it can make
    something of the dead, if the dead know the field does not
    know want even as it wants. in the d…[Read more]

  • invinculis commented on the post, pawn 2 years, 6 months ago

    leaving girlhood is not yet knowing to look back
    taught the bite of desire,
    someone’s blunt teeth, gnawing, and the pain is
    newness, you think this is love
    a ring of bruises around the neck, you think
    the wet heat of your childish name
    what stays, is molded

  • Rain Imber commented on the post, guidance 2 years, 6 months ago

    Lately I’ve been so lost. I don’t know where my life is headed or what I’m going to do with my future. It feels like I’m stumbling around in the dark. I need a light. I need guidance. I need someone, something, to guide my back to the right track.

  • Rain Imber commented on the post, citizens 2 years, 7 months ago

    We are the citizens. We are the voice. But somehow we are not the voice that is heard. We are the loudest but we are not heard. We are the ones who have been here, the ones who built this land. But our voices are drowned out by the electronic beating of this new age, this dark age. Our voices are lost in the wave of time.

  • WearyWater commented on the post, breakout 2 years, 7 months ago

    It would be breakout artist of the year, she guessed. That would be the title won by the end of the night. She could feel it in her bones. After all, she had given so much to her music—endless hours, endless amounts of money, endless auditions. More than so much.
    Everything.
    So when the name was called, her disappointment was catastrophic.

  • Rain Imber commented on the post, revival 2 years, 8 months ago

    The plant was dying. Every morning the sun came up and shone the light on it that would never reach the darkness inside. And every afternoon the rain fell, watering it with the tears that would never be able to wake it up. The plant was dying. There would be no revival from the outside. The only thing that could save it now was within. The plant’s…[Read more]

  • Sarah-Grace‘s profile was updated 2 years, 9 months ago

  • WearyWater commented on the post, thieves 2 years, 10 months ago

    Her tongue twisted in her mouth. If anything, what came before was just a distraction. What mattered was now. This was real. Thieving time wound slowly around her as she began to take her first few steps.

  • Rain Imber commented on the post, iron 2 years, 10 months ago

    She knew that it wasn’t a good idea. But she had already made up her mind, and her iron will wouldn’t let her do anything else. People talked about her behind her back, but she didn’t care. The only thing she cared about was getting to her goals; proving herself to the ones who didn’t think she was good enough. Because as long as she knew that she…[Read more]