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working on writing skills to cross over to my own personal projects! I will include sapphic women in everything when possible :)

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AshedPotato

working on writing skills to cross over to my own personal projects! I will include sapphic women in everything when possible :)

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falling (in love)

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1 min read

a waterfall,

I find,

is much like love.

it starts with the descent,

leaping off the edge

to form a beautiful fall

that the depths

of the ocean would envy.

it's the time

most wish they could

once more experience;

the weightless joy

before plummeting.

while sounding horrid,

in many ways

the crash

is what crosses the bridge

between admirement

and love.

being enveloped

by the ferocity

of feelings ...

Poetry

How To Be An Angel: A Fallen's Perspective

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3 min read

Dear reader, you are about to embark on quite the journey.

Becoming an angel is not for the faint-hearted; I would know. I was once an angel, and I was the best at it. I was the most perfect angel there was, holding all of the virtues close to my soul, guiding those who were lost.

Never mind the fact that I'm now fallen. Those other angels were just jealous, which really, they say is a sin, so who...

Fantasy

Humour

light up the kingdom

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2 min read

If only this world had shown a little more mercy, maybe she wouldn't have turned out to be the monster she had become.

Now she's finally seeing her efforts pay off, despite the years she had spent under the torture of the universe's whims, and she's going to soak that feeling in.

And Ivana is here to watch. The only soul that had gotten in her way of revenge, and she will be forced to watch as Ard...

Fantasy

only fragile on the surface

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1 min read

I'd compare myself

to a diamond

in all its glory

not because it is beautiful

but because it is strong.

these glistening gems

appear fragile,

and may seem

like they would shatter

with a single touch

but really

they can withstand

far more

than anyone

gives them credit for.

when you look

at the surface of a diamond

you can't tell

what it's been through,

there's no tell

that it may have

gone throu...

Poetry

tell me a secret

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3 min read

Natalie whispers to me through the dark, soft voice waking me from my near-asleep state, "Hey."

I turn over in my sleeping bag, facing her invisible form shadowed by the night, "What?"

"Tell me something interesting."

"Like what?"

"Like... school drama. What's going on at your school?"

I search through my mind, struggling to come up with something that's happened at my school recently. It has to b...

Drama

how to bring down an empire

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2 min read

Life is like a sharp stick; it can be used by many, but only the most proficient can wield it with purpose.

Jordan would like to think she is of the latter. Taking every opportunity the moment it appears, moving forward and increasing her resume with each experience she can obtain.

In high school, she joined any activity that would give her college credit. When she was in college, studying psychol...

Drama

the burden of memory

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1 min read

I can be

existing,

going normally

about my day,

living in the present

until

I hear something

and I'm plunged

right back into

those moments,

the feelings rushing back,

and it's like

I've never moved on.

I'm still there.

that's the thing

people don't tell you

about having a great memory.

the way that

the brain can conjure

such vivid images,

can perfectly recreate

the sinking in my chest

with th...

Poetry

the teacup experiment

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3 min read

The people begin flooding into the room, claiming each of their chairs as they glance around the caging walls, wondering where the host has gone.

Virginia peers into the room through the eyes of a Victorian painting, which sits right behind where she'll be sitting in just a moment. However, she must first observe.

She must make sure that all her guests arrive.

Women of all ages enter, dressed in a...

Crime

Horror

for everything

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1 min read

Dear Victoria,

I'm sorry. For everything. I have to leave.

I love you.

- Amanda

As Victoria glances over the letter, in all of its minimal glory, she's outraged.

How could Amanda just leave her like this?

She had told her that they would make it work, that they could, and Amanda hadn't believed her. Really, it was Victoria's fault for believing that she would listen. Amanda's never been partic...

Drama

the power in sculpting

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1 min read

sculpting.

a talent I've never possessed,

but something I'd love

to try, something

I think I'd find

joy in,

but maybe not

for the actual art form.

I'm one to appreciate

the beauty of it,

but I don't think

that's where I'd

find my enjoyment.

I think I'd enjoy the power.

there's a certain control

that comes with sculpting.

you can mold the clay

to your will,

and no one can change

the outcome of t...

Poetry