Melissa Ingoldsby

Joined February 2021

1315 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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Flirty
Long hair over face Your web is my twisted home Dripping male, I am
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Scarcity
scarcity drinks in different words Like echoes, shadows of things you once thought were meant to create A fuller perspective
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Lower stomach feelings
Author note: I’ve been feeling utterly exhausted emotionally and physically. Here’s some cathartic stuff hopefully, I guess. I feel like trauma is an empty bag you can’t open and fill up, it’s a cruel light thing you carry and it attaches to you tightly.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Dreamer
I’m a painful dreamer, No more beauty Even though the mirror might suggest Flowers, I am feeling so dull, So drooping and dull,
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Death drop
your voice, I rise up Thousand blossoms yellow, love Death drop, I hold you
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Blue mountain
I saw the painful Face of time break our mountain Swift water torn, blue
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Do not mourn
You are not lost in a Long story without a shining moment You are truly a star, you glow and shine Do not let those memories go,
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Cold, blue, you
Ice, blue, you, hold tight Spill in oil, we drown up high Choking on your blue love
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Raw climb
raw egg, I beckon Raw climb, I fall with each step Pain in growth, rainfall
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Fresh snow
fresh snow laid out on the grass, There’s no better place than you Fresh coffee, you get there fast No one else would dare get there first.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Twinkle
twinkle, stars in tree You climb me, claim, white hot star Windows pine the peak
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Maybe
maybe I am Melissa Or Matthew Or Warren Matthew Or Melissa, too I’m slowly seeping out Sleeping out, like a coma with eyes open
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets