Monthly Archives: December 2014

home-bound

Posted on December 17, 2014 by indigobelle18

The scent of alcohol suffocates me, causing my nose to wrinkle in disgust as I stare at a pair of holey sneakers that suddenly fill my vision. I’m tempted to ignore him, to turn and pretend like I never felt … Continue reading →

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bruised

Posted on December 17, 2014 by indigobelle18

she’s been long forgotten: the mistake of all mistakes, the haunt of all hauntings, the undone of all undoings. seen in her eyes since 1992, the pain, the sincerity, the want to love and need to be loved. just a … Continue reading →

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Father Cedar

Posted on December 17, 2014 by indigobelle18

Nasty – the paper is rough against her tongue, but nothing she isn’t used to. She inhales, fighting the urge to cough, and losing. The sound that escapes her mouth is something she would have been terrified to hear when … Continue reading →

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my abandoned orchard

Posted on December 11, 2014 by indigobelle18

I can almost picture how it used to look. A small red barn of windows, bustling with people, surrounded by an orchard of trees brimming with apples. You could walk into the barn and be bombarded with smells and tastes … Continue reading →

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Amen

Posted on December 10, 2014 by indigobelle18

Last night, I met my first dead body. Lifeless, cold, and caked in makeup. I stood there, waiting for his eyes to open, for him to put us out of our misery. I was almost sure there was still a … Continue reading →

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shadow

Posted on December 8, 2014 by indigobelle18

it’s weird to have you gone like there’s a part of me missing funny how the things that fall behind can come to mean the most to you

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