Courtney

Debut book of poetry, “Bolton Strid,” available on Amazon. Link below!

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Writings

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Courtney

Debut book of poetry, “Bolton Strid,” available on Amazon. Link below!

https://a.co/d/6T8NPoc

343

Writings

Followers

Following

Rabies

Courtney

1 min read

Am I quiet? Or

do you just never try to listen?

I foam at the mouth, the

rabies in my veins rolls rapids, glisten.

I scream volumes of

virus. The screeching potent, invasive....

Poetry

Drama

Gnats

Courtney

1 min read

Rotting flowers can still smell sweet as love,

Before it’s tainted with time and decay.

Petals healthy with hues while dying slow,

Gnats gnawing on its roots below the dirt....

Poetry

Drama

Bombs

Courtney

1 min read

Bombs.

She was never directly hit, but was close enough to the explosions to inhale smoke and be cut up by flying debris.

He threw love bombs at her at first, and now he wanted to blow her to fucking smithereens....

Drama

Standards

Courtney

1 min read

I’m only admitting this here, in my diary, because I don’t want anyone’s opinion of me to change. I don’t want anyone to feel bad. However, sometimes it is a burden to be held to such high standards. To be a dove.

To be seen as a symbol of peace and contentment leaves very little room to make mistakes, to get moody, to shrill complaints about the treetops. I just get sick of it sometimes, man. I ...

Drama

Parents

Courtney

1 min read

It was late one night. Raining. Cold. I was five. My parents said everything was going to be fine. Parents lie, and mine were no exception.

I stared out of the window in the dining room where my mom, dad and I had shared a meal together mere hours earlier. I was frozen, watching my dad make out with his coworker, Mary, in our driveway against her shitty car....

Drama

Dogs And Mary

Courtney

1 min read

I feel protected with a dog at my feet

And another one’s ash under my pillow.

Each bark, a whoosh of wings keeping me safe.

Hackles up. Even God isn’t scared to show teeth,

Each tooth dripping with a fallen angel’s blood-

All guilty as sin for fucking his wife, Mary.

Jesus Christ could have a gaggle of fathers, right, Mary?

Backs of many men, your legs rest, their heads framed with your feet...

Poetry

Drama

DFBD

Courtney

1 min read

Finally! It was my sixteenth birthday!

I thought getting my dragon-riding license would be a cakewalk but I was wrong.

I watched the people in line ahead of me at the Department of Fire Breathing Dragons (DFBD), mostly kids my age, beam unadulterated confidence.

Then I watched those same people exit empty handed thirty minutes later. Some left in hospital gurneys, all of them left frowning....

Fantasy

Arm

Courtney

1 min read

I sliced through the water recklessly, but with surgical precision. I was too scared to use any of my energy to look behind me to see how close the shark was to my exposed limbs.

“Focus!” I thought to myself. I could see the boarding ladder; only a few more yards to go. That’s when I felt a hand grab my ankle. Water and dread filled my mouth as I turned around to see an arm extended from the shar...

Science fiction

Horror

Winter

Courtney

1 min read

As I heard the cry of

the last wolf, I knew

it was over.

Tufts of wool fell to

the ground like snow

I caught each lie on

my tongue,

pushed them into my cheek

to stay stocked up on and fed

with bullshit

through the harsh winter...

Poetry

Drama

Boneless

Courtney

1 min read

Slow aches that are familiar and kind

Scenarios that plague my mind

With no effort, tears well

No hiding, you can tell

Boneless back, separated from rind...

Poetry

Drama