
Melissa Ingoldsby
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Dear best friend
Dear best friend, Good morning, or good afternoon, which I know it’s afternoon for you. I wrote this piece on my Jewish identity and generational trauma I hope when you’re free to read it, you enjoy it. I miss our collaborations; I really miss reading your work and your stories. I’m getting so damn sick of this.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Hunt
Like perfectly wrapped cellophane, you preserve us all inside your hallowed stone sanctuary. The dizzy, dry-mouth, too sweet coloration inside that remind one of too many chemicals and preservatives and fulgurating nature of this sort of hell-house that is insinuating us of its nature with a blinking lighted entrance at the front door, ———WELCOME ONE & ALL!———like an incessant wink of a licentious, creepy, old person… and the sensory overload of it all makes me want to run far away. But I can’t.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Dear best friend
Dear best friend, I thought what you said about about adding sugar to your coffee was clever, as you succinctly (my new favorite word lol) explained, life is bitter enough. I agree, but I’ll have my sweetness in chocolate and with my friends, and of course with you, my best friend!
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Dear best friend
Dearest best friend, Oh, I’m so proud of you! I could hug you! You are such a wonderful and supportive teacher, I’m sure it is tough to say adieu to your students off to a new grade, but they’ll always have their awesome memories of you and your class! I’m very glad and proud of how you’re growing stronger and not allowing the false one to harm your beauty and destroy your inner glow, it makes me so proud and so inspired and happy for you! God is so good, and I know He hears our prayers even in the swelling, deep, thundering night.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets

