#personal

  1. I think I'd prefer a hurricane

    Author: Ari Marx

    The gentle waves of sleep evade me because of you. You are a storm keeping me up at night, fueled by the winds of my insecurities. You throw my thoughts around…

    Aug 5, 2014 · Ficly archive

  2. To her, from me.

    Author: Oy

    at night, I think about what you’re doing and what I’m doing and how different they are you’re in a different world a world that doesn’t include me someday i…

    Dec 17, 2013 · Ficly archive (1)

  3. The Foundation

    Author: RockPaperScissors

    I could come up with some beautiful metaphors, or I could just say it. I miss my dad. And I hope when he’s assigned his new life-- because let’s be real, my…

    Oct 24, 2013 · Ficly archive

  4. glass

    Author: brazen

    I always knew I was more broken than you. You once told me that I was too closed off, I was only ever happy. I told you I had no reason to be anything but. You…

    Sep 20, 2012 · Ficly archive (1)

  5. 11:12

    Author: punpun

    1. It seems I’ve missed the mark by a single minute it’s a bit funny 1440 minutes a day and God gives 2 minutes for prayers to go through 2. We’ll call him…

    Sep 15, 2012 · Ficly archive

  6. serendipity

    Author: punpun

    Swallow those gargled words or spit them out. It doesn’t matter. This feeling - it’s when you stumble into pitfall traps and find skeletons in the dirt and you…

    Sep 6, 2012 sequel · Ficly archive (2)

  7. modern-day fairy tale

    Author: punpun

    I. The porcelain princess hides behind her starchild prince who takes great care in keeping her polished as though to make her shine like his stars II. “En…

    Sep 6, 2012 · Ficly archive (7)

  8. crossed

    Author: punpun

    I t (I t h I nk I am t he an t I chr Is t t O y Ou O r sO I t s ee ms) dOes nO t ma t t er

    Sep 6, 2012 · Ficly archive

  9. channels

    Author: punpun

    when I told my mother that the ending of her latest hong kong hit drama was cliche she told me “you don’t understand human sentiments because you don’t watch…

    Sep 1, 2012 · Ficly archive (1)

  10. everyone can walk farther on their kneecaps

    Author: brazen

    There is something strangely cathartic about smearing Elmer’s glue haphazardly onto paper stars and then accidentally glueing my fingertips together or…

    Aug 30, 2012 · Ficly archive

  11. white noise

    Author: punpun

    did you know that if you stood still under a showerhead and covered your ears it would sound like static drops of water landing like a radio station…

    Aug 20, 2012 · Ficly archive (1)

  12. Ode to dad

    Author: Anthonious

    It’s been 40 years but yet sometimes it seems like only yesterday. I was only a boy when I last saw you and I find myself still thinking often of you. You left…

    Aug 12, 2012 · Ficly archive

  13. floating

    Author: punpun

    Floating I drift alone watching them revel in my absence I float freely for nothing keeps me chained down to this Earth, down to their judging eyes and…

    Jul 30, 2012 · Ficly archive (1)

  14. Fade Away

    Author: Jae

    Compelled gain knowledge and therefore hurt I am sure to withdraw into silence again For shadow is beauty while words remain curt When comes to a choice, I…

    Feb 1, 2012 · Ficly archive

  15. I Have Something to Say

    Author: meep

    I have something to say. How can I say it? Something has a hold of my words and I really just can’t shake it. Something thick and putrid that tastes like fear…

    Nov 23, 2011 · Ficly archive (4)

  16. The Corpse of a Girl.

    Author: Dear, Vanessa;

    Anger rippling through me like a fucking tidal wave. I feel it’s sharp talons digging into my chest. I can’t see or breathe anything except the abundance of…

    Nov 22, 2011 · Ficly archive (3)

  17. A Broken Girl.

    Author: Dear, Vanessa;

    I am a girl who is lost within a realm fabricated by the lost thoughts floating through her mind. Each idea passing by slowly, activating the parts of my brain…

    Nov 19, 2011 · Ficly archive (3)

  18. An Untitled Poem

    Author: meep

    Drowning in your eyes Warm puddles of green. The water looked so inviting but now I’m drowning in you. To silence my choking cries Merely close your emerald…

    Nov 17, 2011 · Ficly archive

  19. Hospice.

    Author: meep

    Every convulsion shakes my core and now the only thing I can hear is your voice telling me we’re bound to a hospice. You wanted to show me that my self-pity…

    Nov 12, 2011 · Ficly archive