Melissa Ingoldsby

Joined February 2021

1314 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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Detached
I’m detached from pain It’s repressed in strange places, Like a moon-tide storm.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Untitled death note
does the water on Top of Everest taste sweet Its echo screams death.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Country Air
“its not fair papa!” Fern broke the yolk in the farm Air; no blood came down.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
I'll be there when the sun sets
Violet dawn drains the Mixed kin that dares to get home He brought them to love.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Nuclear Moon
we can't stop at bombs on earth, the moon is new Prey. We test the heavens.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Spooky Micro
'There was only one rule: don’t open the door.' I taught my dog, Max, to hide things. Little things, big things. Small- I can't finish this challenge for the spooky micro. I can't even concentrate. My name is Mad, I jean
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Horror
Midsommar (gender-bent)
“There was only one rule: don’t open the door. That was what they were told in the sunny days leading up to the massacre,” the newscaster started. “That was when the twenty-two year old college student, Matthew Williams, a native of Saint Louis, Missouri, found a pathway into a modern-day horror story.”
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Horror
Hit like momma
The blast hit me like Momma did in the basement You can't hide in there.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
How you wanted to make me feel
razor-thin breaths could Wipe the atmosphere, in twain Broken parachute
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
What If?
if a monster lurks in space watching us, what of Indifferent Gods?
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Polite Ghost. Top Story - October 2024.
Your polite ghosting Was a red balloon, wind-swept You made polite cruel.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Double Exposure
There was only one rule: don’t open the door… If only I had listened to my own advice. If only I had not listened to my heart. Now, my heart is dead. I know I sound utterly crazy and dramatic, a bad combination but being who I am, I cannot help it.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Horror