Melissa Ingoldsby

Joined February 2021

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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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Creative misery
Why has there been so much deathly quiet between us as if we aren’t aware we both still exist I dreamed of you again as if you were actually nearby. Listening, laughing, frustrated
By Melissa Ingoldsby7 months ago in Poets
The scariest message
if something or someone in space ever actually got a real message out there to us as humans, what would make us feel More alone than ever?
By Melissa Ingoldsby7 months ago in Poets
It won’t happen to me
It all happens when the light seems to break the water. You thought you were impenetrable. Nothing could change your shape. The briny, weightless deluge that conjured up your mystic history into life, so sweet
By Melissa Ingoldsby7 months ago in Poets
Not this Sunday
If there’s one thing I know, it’s that life isn’t always scary all the time. Or so I was taught. I believed that scary was like the horror movies, full of action, drama, monsters. But going into my sheltered childhood, I see that horror is in silent pauses, the paces we can’t count, the silent complacency of our day in and day out goings on. The peace in between the horror is what bothers me the most. How can we enjoy our moments when horror is so steady, so unrelenting?
By Melissa Ingoldsby7 months ago in Fiction
I am Bexley: Love in the night chapter 22
The night has always had a sacred quality to me yet it has a strange sense of inbalance in how we perceive it. A shadow of a tree can appear like a sleeking boogie man. A creak of a bough is a creature crying out in the darkness. A raccoon hiding under a rotting wood looks like a feral monster ready to pounce.
By Melissa Ingoldsby7 months ago in Fiction
Incredibly invasive invisibility
dig deeper inside the box, the show, The Bear, has completely shot my nervous system with a barrage of garbled energy and fury, the emotional carnage of this crash keeps me feeling like I’m invisible
By Melissa Ingoldsby7 months ago in Poets
When the honey itself
I have longed for my first attempt at feminine art to be as polished, I declined my seasoned work as I had hoped for deep red lips and sparkling eyes that glisten with goddess like captivity
By Melissa Ingoldsby7 months ago in Poets
watermelon
I take each note of crisp summer as I am pelting my brain with forgotten things I want to remember The watermelon crushes my heart into a million pieces of cold, sticky, sweet, tender flesh
By Melissa Ingoldsby7 months ago in Poets
Secret Admirer
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. The blush turns orange and pink. It seeps into my very soul, where I feel I am sinking. Sinking and falling.
By Melissa Ingoldsby7 months ago in Fiction
I’m trying to bite my tongue
Sometimes I get so angry that I wish I could make a shit ton of money the kind of money you say you’ll make one day I actually don’t care about money you know this but you used those green jackals against me like an alligator grinning wildly
By Melissa Ingoldsby7 months ago in Poets
All the poems are from you
I feel idiotic, I don’t know what to do Every single time I read a poem I think it’s from you Oh I know, it’s not really true
By Melissa Ingoldsby7 months ago in Poets
First time i remember being invited to be invisible
why does the poet want to wreak havoc on the world with their most wretched feelings? Why does the poet dream of the horrors of the world etched across their vision like a giant wall being scratched out?
By Melissa Ingoldsby8 months ago in Poets