Invent a definition for the word "flangiprop," then, use the word in a post.
Flangiprop
Burnt
Remember yesterday, when your home was on fire and you got to save five items? That means you left a lot of stuff behind. What are the things you wish you could have taken, but had to leave behind? I overpack, and I hoard. There are a lot of things inside our room that I... Continue Reading →
Burning the House Down
Starting today, I am starting something I should have done a long time ago—write every day. This has been a challenge given my job and my shift, and it was a good thing I found The Editors 365 Writing Prompt. This is my response for today’s prompt.
We Don’t Talk Anymore
My phone buzzed as a text message came in. I slid my right thumb across the screen and read the message from you, “Are you okay?” I smiled, not in a delighted way, to myself. Am I okay? I thought. Of course not. How was this even a question? I placed my phone inside my... Continue Reading →
My Seven Deadly Sins
Lust. Because I still long for you, carnally, passionately, and intensely. I still dream of those lips, their soft, thundering kisses. I still yearn for those hands, their gentle, fervent strokes and caresses. I still miss the heat we share, its ardent, blissful warmth that fills the space between us. Lust, because after all these... Continue Reading →
An Open Letter to My Ex
Unlike you, I am not good with painting or other forms of graphic arts. The best that I can paint are the words that my flow from both my mind and heart as I smear them across the canvass of my prose and poetry. And this is the portrait of my apology. I am sorry... Continue Reading →
The Truth About Our Love
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iA_bdJIQC_w People have known our love-- it was strong, and still, it broke. People thought it was you, all you. People believed I was the unblemished saint, and you are the selfish sinner. People have known our love-- it was fought for, and it was lost. People have known our love-- how it was sweet,... Continue Reading →
I Thought Wrong
I thought I have healed; I thought that I no longer cared, that I no longer hurt. I thought I have moved on, I thought I no longer am under your spell, that I am free from your power. I thought that I have liberated myself from your embrace; I thought that yours is a... Continue Reading →
You Loved Me, and I Am Sorry
You loved me despite my flaws, beyond my imperfection, undeterred by my obstinacy-- unconditionally. You loved me in the face of adversity, notwithstanding your insecurities, even with oppositions from your friends-- faithfully. You loved me even with my cold treatment, against my discouraging remarks, in contempt of the things you see and hear-- bravely. You... Continue Reading →
You Were My Coffee
You were my coffee-- some say a luxury, and for me a necessity. You were my coffee, and you were how I wanted it to be: sometimes sweet, sometimes smooth, sometimes dark, sometimes strong. You were my coffee: you kept me all night long, you made my heart race, you kept me warm, you gave... Continue Reading →
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