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my lungs have collapsed, bitter bile flooding my throat
air hisses out my chest like a punctured balloon,
blood dripping down my chin and staining my lips.

» Posted By Iris On 08.27.2016 @ 8:45 am


Her father always loved her. In the summertime, when the asphalt smelled strong and the lightning storms filled the air with a deep and beautiful tenderness, she could look into his eyes and know that all the world was safe. Years later, miles of road away from rainstorms and worlds with lightning, she still knew he loved her. The world was still safe.

» Posted By Iris On 06.20.2016 @ 10:03 pm


I need more control. self control. I need to make the most of my time and myself and be productive and inspired. I need to do things.

» Posted By iris On 09.26.2015 @ 10:23 am


what does deserve even mean? why do people feel so deserving of things? Is it because they’ve always had them and don’t know what it’s like to go without? are they grateful for what they have? would going without make them more grateful or just more outraged at being deprived? wha have we done I deserve such luck and abundance?

» Posted By iris On 09.24.2015 @ 11:58 pm


Candid, that which I am not. Try as I may. never could I be candid like those of the Candor faction. I belong to Amity.

» Posted By Iris On 05.20.2015 @ 4:19 pm


Beyond a dream, out of sight, listen to the stars. Wait for me, I’ll wait for you, forever beyond a dream.

» Posted By Iris On 12.17.2014 @ 8:31 am


I often wonder what it would be like to use all the resources of a oak tree. To have the shade of it. To see the acorn and use them in craft projects. To quietly sit by and watch the squirrels feast on the little delicacies they find in the mighty oak and wonder what they consider as they sit by. I longingly peer down the street lined with these stately trees. And when the fall comes, they bring such beauty. What a sight!

» Posted By Iris On 11.18.2014 @ 10:06 am


He pulled her in like a piece of paper plucked up by the wind. He hijacked her heart and with it her soul.

» Posted By Iris On 01.10.2014 @ 9:05 pm


The wolf brought its grizzly muzzle down to the ground inhaling deeply. It caught the scent he was looking for and kept its nose to the ground slowly tracking his prey.

» Posted By Iris On 01.07.2014 @ 11:05 am


Waves lap at her feet and she dives into the water, swimming out farther and farther until the shore is nothing but a speck in the distance. She can’t see the bottom of the water anymore. Cheryl lies on her back and stares up at the sky. It was light when she had started but now the sky had turned a smoldering gray and clouds thundered in the distance.

» Posted By Iris On 12.03.2013 @ 7:28 am


Mouths connect and clothes come off. You’re taking it slow tonight. You know you’ve won and soon we will have many more meetings like this. That smug sexy smile of yours never leaves as you push me down and grope my naked breasts. I can’t help the moans that escape from my mouth. It has been too long since we’ve last made love. You kiss my pale stomach and whisper sweet words into my ear, promising me things that I know will never happen. I open my legs and you step between them, staring into my eyes with unsated lust. Your wedding ring glitters in the dark, a faint reminder of what we are doing is wrong. I don’t care. I’ve sold my soul to the devil. I have sold my soul to you.

» Posted By Iris On 11.23.2013 @ 6:25 pm


I closed the space between us by pressing my lips against his. It felt so good. His lips were soft, and careful. A torrent of electricity ran through my belly and I shivered, glad to have crossed the emotional border that kept us apart.

» Posted By Iris On 11.05.2013 @ 3:27 pm


I am beautiful,
A work of art.
Every time I am on a stage, I am complimented.
My genetics are perfect, no one can stand in my way.

» Posted By Iris On 10.25.2013 @ 10:23 am


I am confused,

When did everything get so complicated? How did my control over my environment falter. I am failing 2 of my classes and I am an AP and honors student. I want to disappear. Oh well, I’ll figure it out in the morning.

» Posted By Iris On 10.21.2013 @ 7:50 am


Flaky bits of skin peel off of Claire’s scalp and flutter to the ground like snow. She pretends not notice as she ties her hair up in a ponytail. She hasn’t had a shower in five days.

» Posted By Iris On 10.16.2013 @ 7:51 pm


He approached her in a stampede of feet and arms, swooping her up into an tight embrace, promising to never let go and left in a cloud of dust and dirt.

» Posted By Iris On 10.15.2013 @ 7:58 pm



I need to stay away from the scale.
I can’t go on torturing myself.

I shouldn’t have had that slice of cake last night.

I can’t wear a bikini.

It feels like I am going insane every time I look in the mirror.

» Posted By Iris On 10.12.2013 @ 10:53 am


I am not an easygoing person. I must have control. I must have you. I won’t casual about this or anything else. I’m upfront about everything and if you don’t like me, tell me, don’t just cheat on me with my best friend.You fucking man-whore

» Posted By Iris On 10.10.2013 @ 7:30 pm


Sitting in front of my computer screen, bleary eyed, exhausted, and typing frantically. I glance at the clock; it’s two in the morning. I swivel my head back towards the computer and rub my eyes. I delete a paragraph and begin to write another repeating the cycle I had started at seven o’clock this morning.

» Posted By Iris On 10.09.2013 @ 7:25 pm


The majestic pine trees loomed over him as he ran. Pine needles dug into the soft flesh of his feet and his calves began to burn as the Duke sprinted past the burnt down village he had been ordered to protect. He had failed and soon the enemy would capture him, forcing him to pay the price for his arrogance and foolishness. The scent of charred sap and wood overwhelmed his senses.

» Posted By Iris On 10.08.2013 @ 5:11 pm


The ship begins to leave the small port and Lucy watches with melancholy eyes. This place was her home but soon she would another place to call home, a bigger place with grass and the ocean as her backyard. She had to say good bye and move on to the exciting adventure that lay before her.

» Posted By Iris On 10.07.2013 @ 7:30 pm


I am a lune and I howl at the moon, even the Mad Hatter mocks me.

» Posted By Iris On 10.06.2013 @ 2:35 pm


He is built like a tank. Layers of muscles stacked on top of one another. Impenetrable and strong, he mows down his enemies and kills without thinking. He is a man of no mercy.

» Posted By Iris On 10.02.2013 @ 4:02 pm


Their love had once been clear but over the years it became murky and disturbed. New ideas, thoughts, and feelings were introduced while others curdled and were left alone to whither away. The water of their love became distilled but still stood strong.

» Posted By Iris On 10.01.2013 @ 9:00 pm


He pulls off her shirt with haste, planting kisses along the shell of her ear and her collar bone, keeping her distracting as yanks her pants down. Forcing his way in, and ignoring her cries of “no,” and “don’t,” and “wait.” He taints her, ruins her. Slowly her cries of pain change into lustful moans as he continues roughly plowing into her. This is her first time. She is now his. Her virginity claimed and stolen.

» Posted By Iris On 09.30.2013 @ 6:52 pm


My mothers arms circle me as she places me inside a warm cocoon of comfort. Blankets engulf me and she places cool lips on my forehead as she bades me good night. Bliss inside the crib. This is what it feels like to be little again.

» Posted By Iris On 09.28.2013 @ 9:46 pm


I never thought about flying I’ve never had a reson to. I’m content, not happy, I’m okay, not horrible. My life is jsut an insignnificant piece and I’m okay.

» Posted By Iris On 03.22.2013 @ 10:53 am


The time passed by. Seconds, minutes, hours… And he still didn’t arrive. She wasn’t the most patient person in the world and by the time he arrived, she would always be angry.

» Posted By Iris On 12.13.2012 @ 12:09 pm


She always found the idea of it wonderful. Broadcasting was her life long dream. When she was growing up she’d watch plenty of broadcasts and study them to see what were the qualities the best broadcasters possessed. In college she majored in communications, and put an endless amount of passion into her work.

» Posted By Iris On 12.09.2012 @ 9:17 am


The square is just like another circle, but a little messed up. You shouldn’t hate it just because it’s different. Squares are just like people, some have more than 4 corners, while others are secretly rectangles.

» Posted By Iris On 11.24.2012 @ 9:42 am

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