Pretty Kitty

My kitty is pretty
her meow is wow
Her purrs have all the dawgs saying, "bow wow WOW"
My kitty seems gritty
she lets out a growl
It really feels shitty when they all have to howl.
My kitty is pretty
so please treat her nice
not all girls are made of simply sugar and spice.

Just checking in- I probably won't be posting any writing for about a week. I have to go back to school in 6 days and I'm starting at a new college, (Purchase) so I have a bunch of things to get done. Thanks for stopping by-check out the past posts if you haven't already - hannah

Magnolia

She wanted to drown in a bed of magnolias. Soft, pink blushing petals smothering her face, light filtering through the milky flesh reflecting tiny stars flashing signals past her dull, dead eyes. Trying to find a sign of life in a mind numbed by the pain of longing. She wanted to be wrapped in a blanket of dew and have it harden, crystallizing against her skin, encasing her soul in a shroud of untouchable perfection.

"Most of all, I want it to end."She looked up and her eyes penetrated deep.

"Sometimes I look out over the lights and the rooftops…and I look down at the unbending, solid ground and for a few minutes I want to be there, smashed to pieces. Lights out".

The Window

He stood naked in front of her, pale light falling across him that cut his features in sharp corners. The white of his skin, the calm pose against the window, arm pressed to the wall; his full nakedness exposed to the day, unfamiliar with shyness, fully powerful and all demanding of her gaze.

Shower

At night, the tears that would not form under her eyelids came in the shower; burning, hot tears that poured over her body down her breasts, licking her nipples, gathering between her legs and dripping onto her thighs. She watched through blurred vision as they drained her.

The Safe

I sit by the safe and know the code
To tempt the treasure from its grasp.
Itch and swear there is gold
To this knowledge so tightly I clasp.
For this parcel to come undone,
Time must stop for a day.
The value will surely come
If they would just do what I say.
I hold this secret
Very solid I keep it.
When all the tricks have turned
Looming danger can fade.
So maybe if I try I will have learned
From the trouble I started today.

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Tied

I am tied to the veins under my skin.
I am connected to the bones in my body.
I am tied with little red and blue bows.
I am full of knots and strings.

I am tied to the mistakes you make.
I am connected to the actions you follow through.
I am tied with little black and gray bows.
I am full of knots and strings.

I am tied to the demons you arouse.
I am connected to the pain they inflict.
I am tied with little spiked bows.
I am full of constricting knots and poison strings.

I am tied to you.
I am connected by the horrors my heart suffers through.
I am tied with turmoil.
I am full of knots and strings.

short

She spoke at me, "I see you in hindsight."

Her rounded shoulder rotated into the definite line of her pointed chin as she tossed the words behind her. The two parts connected and nestled together. I could feel the perspiration that gathered against her skin against the tip of my tongue as I rubbed the backs of my teeth.

The soft padding of her feet fell against the floor like the disappearing villain at the end of a dark tunnel. My hands rubbed the splintered wall as my breathing slowed. I imagined the dark cavern of her body surrounding me, the heat of her burning right through me. She was the night; dangerous, soft, cool.

We moved between worlds, melting and molding within dreams. The electric shocks of her touch on my pale skin, I swear left red welts.

The kitchen knives created a glittering lake across the kitchen floor. The portrait, a now empty carcass in the hallway. My pocket knife jammed into the now gouged eyes sockets of her face.

this isn't going to be....

So I think I've decided this isn't going to be me rambling about where I went to lunch today or what my sister did that I thought was cute..ok well she is so freakin adorable maybe there will be one or two things...but I started this blog because I want to have a future as a writer and this might be an outlet to share my work etc. etc. so I'm going to post some writing I've done and then eventually post the newer stuff I've worked on but no biggie-- if no one reads this than no one can tell me I'm foolish & my writing sucks and at least I'll be writing more than I have been lately (and ok- if anyone saw Julie&Julia or whatever it's called you know what she said about having a deadline bla bla bla ....i'm so lame)

diving in

Trend or the new future for writers everywhere...who can be sure but might as well give it a shot. Welcome, hello, thanks for stopping by. Slowling vibing off the coffee tingle & wondering what the hell I'm doing.