The Process
Waves crash down From parted seas Icy needles Against nerves Flowing over Virgin flesh Slowly splitting A spinning head Freezing heart Deeper into indecision…
21 stories written on Ficly, 2011–2012, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Waves crash down From parted seas Icy needles Against nerves Flowing over Virgin flesh Slowly splitting A spinning head Freezing heart Deeper into indecision…
The wind dances past me, sending chills through my body; the sun not yet up long enough to warm the Earth. The concrete sidewalk pounds at my feet. The street…
Black water below. I give into gravity. Icy death greets me.
What is this body? Tiny blue veins Branching out Beneath Pale skin Uneven eyes Staring through The mirror Staring through Her mind Staring through Her heart…
I looked up to see the sky turning a dark gray. Not a moment later the rain began to fall, burning my skin with each acidic drop. I ducked down and sprinted…
I chose the farthest corner possible. Tucked away the best I could manage, I observed the hundreds of people within the food court. Friends grouped together…
I’m jolted from sleep by the painfully intrusive sound of the alarm clock. My heart sinks with the acknowledgement of being brought back to reality. My hand…
I walked across the dingy carpet of the lobby and down the ill-lighted hall. My coworkers passed by, each flashing a quick smile or giving a subtle wave. The…
Glistening eyes hold joyful tears Time freezes for a while Hands grasped tightly to each other Faces locked in smiles Love bursts into a sea of light Across a…
She was incredibly thin, almost unhealthy looking. Her chest was flatter than any girl’s I had ever seen, poor thing. There was something else strange about…
I sat at a table near the edge of the food court and watched the crowds walk by. There were mostly families, along with the occasional group of teenagers and…
We’re too young to die he would always say before we were about to do something stupid, a sort of reassurance that nothing bad would happen, a motto I came…
Soft, yellow cotton Ripped to four sides Remembered once whole Tattered at feet From fabric Longer than little legs Stained at sleeves From spills And mistakes…
Rose stomped toward the window, leaned against the wall, and let out a discontented sigh. We had been sitting in that dank room for nearly four hours. “I just…
Blood ran red through the halls. The new paint recently applied was ruined. The carpets would take days to be cleaned. It had been a truly dreadful murder…
The first time I laid eyes on Vincent was the last time I stood in sunlight. It was a warm, summer day. We were both in the woods. I was sitting in a patch of…
The cake, delivered. Her dress, she’s putting on now. The crowd, they’re waiting. Voices always speaking. Words embodying anxiety. Killing Every Little…
“I’ve been thinking about leaving,” he told me. His eyes stared into nothingness, straying from reality. his face was coated with filth he hadn’t bothered to…
I swear my heart lifted the moment I laid eyes upon him. He stood solemnly, silently, among a room of conversations and laughter. I stayed quiet too, biting my…
You’ve split my heart wide open And with each word gently flowing from your lips My soul is filling with devotion It’s the look in your eyes And the sound of…