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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Spaghetti Family part two
I killed it. I killed the damn recycling bin that came to life and I smashed it to pieces with my bare hands. Robin was absolutely horrified and going through a panic attack, so I held him after I left and threw away the remains of the once singing monster teacher thing in the dumpster.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Edgar’s secret message
I am Edgar, the poetic dreamer I know you are sinking beyond the catacombs of our weighty sea, Anabelle Lee, I know you are sinking not knowing
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Spaghetti Family
Waking up to his warmth, his crackly, slightly annoyed voice telling us, come on guys, get the day started already—- (the one I tease him about because I know he is not a morning person) I let his head lay on my chest a moment while I look out the window.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Sunshine in a beautiful tea with you
you, my sunshine tea, With cream and yellow light, I think in a misplaced dream, You lifted that black, sifted silk And in your layered tone,
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Drown
space fins, you dollop your heart paint, electric On the top of my head I love your tiny waves Space and full of time Drinking it in like oxygen
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
I like looking at you in the dark . Top Story - October 2022.
hmm, we have been trapped like this before A never ending loop of harsh teachers Giving us grades only based on fear And here we are, looping into a madness
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
The chair to the stars is an illusion
The chair to the stars that I had stood on to find you Was an illusion I stood longer than my whole existence and further than that, still I feel that sturdy enough frame and the legs that melded into my body
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Silky death
you wrapped yourself in greed Sleeping with the enemy, that which is a part of me You sleep though you do not need it, My blood orange of a dragon,
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Pretty Eyes
Space isn’t silent I know, because you’re there You must be leaping from moon to moon, Making the most beautiful sounds
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Redefining loneliness
each day that makes me feel uncomfortable Unveiling the lost power of our golden & silver verse, like Poe’s soft melancholy
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Broken windows part 15
Oh Professor, please sink those fingertips into my body. Don’t let this moment pass… We’re doing a dance, I say to myself, a dance without movements, a dance that is linguistic. My lover has a sword like weapon, his tongue.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Fiction
Comfort
comfort. It’s in the core of your middle, dark and sunny and bright. You feel it rumbling into a soft quake when that person you live for, and whom lives for you, makes you giggle uncontrollably
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets