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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Tomato time. Top Story - May 2024.
My girlfriend Nana went to the farmer’s market and bought some tomatoes. I lingered on the spot on the counter that had the last tomato after she had made us dinner the night before.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Fiction
an ode to seeing parts of galactic space when you shut your eyes too tightly
crazy eyes sink in Clouds of dust that create stars Crying all alone.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Dear raven
My eyes have so much weight after crying, my dear raven You can have them all You were once my biggest dream, of soft colors, cuddles and kisses
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Space of light
how could you just leave like that? Why would you create the content for a new load of misery poetry? Is that interesting to you? Is that so sweet to see me in misery? Is it fun to have someone trust you and then you
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Dust
in the deepest space that inhabits The deepest grief, loss, I have lost in the deepest part of Sheol I lost myself, it grudges me like an angry toad croaking into the stormy night
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Love haiku 000
tender leaves on branch You're the sun drops in my tea Kiss me like spring rain
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
The wanting
I can't adjust my hearing. I love your harshness. Your brash, loud noise. I want it all inside of me. It feels that it was always a part of me, but just misplaced like an old sock missing from a pair, hiding in plain sight. My frantic, religious terror is yet still a trauma I have only healed from with, of course is ironic, your very harsh and persistent kiss.
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Escape
making “Lonely Chicago Pie,” In the soft, shadowy hours of sleepy before sunrise dawn I miss my mother, I miss her more than when she was here with me, I miss how she was so close and so far
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Love poem 002
you broke my heart/you devastated the biggest vessel/trembling vessels that were imploding/my trembling, weak heart has imploded like a dead star
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Glowing glow up grow up
the fire of the johnny pump, good days ahead that tear apart my soul and I spoil And I spill like a leaking, dying dog on the road but i am not a dog I'm human
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Basquiat
Someone once told me that… well, maybe, I heard it. On the radio or the television. They said that, “When I talk, no one believes me. But, when I write it down, it becomes true.”
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
Half
half a lot is more than nothing I am always half of nothing I am always dreaming of aortic destabilization My blood spilling out like a fountain to your attention
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets