Melissa Ingoldsby

Joined February 2021

1310 stories

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My work:

The Job , The Space Between Us , Green,

The Unlikely Bounty, Straight Love, The Heart Factory, The Half Paper Moon, I am Bexley and Atonement by JMS Books

Silent Bites by Eukalypto

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Hidden Gems
He skimmed over his old journal, the old words he had penned down throughout his entire youth. The words that defined him. The words that built him up.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Fiction
Poem home
Words, wrapped in an green, rolling Knoll—a wave that overflows The cavern of your mind, no— Your heart, and sinks deep
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
Feeling like a place
It’s like all the feelings in one place, A place that is open and closed, And no drink limits, A place that requires you to
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
Pumpkin home
It’s in a fall day, Pumpkin patch, honey sticks(all colors and flavors), apple picking Crunchy leaves on your boots And your dad is grinning like a corny dad does,
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
To Fall
There are so many words To describe how it feels when you are sad. I won’t pen them down. I won’t let them drag me I send them far away from me.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
Homemade inside
I have had many homes, Places where I reside, Places where I live, places I dream, Places I hide. Places I can’t dream at all,
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
Deadwood
Tryin’ to sort out the muck in my brain. I got too much to do, too little help, too little time. My brother tells me to tear down the half dead tree. He yells and yells, but I got other things to do. Keeping up with your half dead mother who is waiting for the pear tree to die before she does, just says softly and painfully something I cannot possibly say out loud. We tried to make our fortune going to California but we ain’t found nothing but dried up land and half dead things.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
Top five best Gothic moments in media (my own best moments)
5. Beetlejuice; Lydia A dark veil, a black Dream, I see Lydia dancing above the air with ghosts; Singular bodied and serene.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
Knots
I have read it over and over, your story and ours. It has huge holes in it, and where it starts up, I have these knots. These knots I do not smooth, my brown curly, frizzy hair—I do not smooth them.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets
I’m sorry I’m so sorry
I was a child Looking at you like this was everything Like you were Everything. I was a child who didn’t care about pain because life seemed like an endless dream
By Melissa Ingoldsby5 years ago in Poets
Fire Starter. Top Story - August 2021.
“But, I l-love you!” I cried, my voice breaking. He shook his head. I was tired and felt like I needed to go lay down on the beach and just pretend to become one of local shells—-dried out and buried over time.
By Melissa Ingoldsby5 years ago in Fiction
Persephone’s Best Friend
Ever since I left you from the mortal realm, my love, my heart has been on fire. The sky upon the Underworld has since been charred to death—-it is broken and black.
By Melissa Ingoldsby5 years ago in Poets