via Daily Prompt: Crossing A shaky sigh escapes her lips as her skin separates under the blade, she stares at the blood slowly seeping out enjoying how it’s never how it’s described in those leaflets her mother got her. It never happens quickly and there’s never a mass flow of it. If it happened like…… Continue reading Daily Prompt: Crossing
via Daily Prompt: Gone Fireworks. Butterflies. Endearment. All these feelings and emotions you’re supposed to feel when meeting ‘the one’…didn’t happen when I met him. It was all pretty underwhelming. Kind of like enduring a task that your parents have forced you to do; loving him was a chore. Something you do because you have…… Continue reading Daily Prompt: Gone
via Daily Prompt: Interior As I have gotten older, my tastes in styles have changed. That is to be expected as time and change occur almost always together. When I was very young I wanted the interior of my bedroom to be pink with Disney princesses posted all over the walls and I cried when…… Continue reading Daily Prompt: Interior
They say that the first year is the hardest, and in a sense I think that’s true. The first year is the one where you have to deal with the stages of bereavement for the first time. But the first year is the time that you’re allowed to have your emotions on your sleeve; the…… Continue reading The First Year is the Hardest
via Daily Prompt: Pillage You ruined me. You came out of nowhere and pillaged my heart. You made me fall hard and fast for you and somehow I got you to fall hard and fast for me. Over time, I got my vengeance and plundered your heart in return. But we both went to far…… Continue reading Daily Prompt: Pillage
It’s finally time, the first pickings of the raspberry bush. You’ve been watching them grow for months and they’re finally ready. Excitement overcomes you, and you’re rushing her into the garden with your light up shoes and a Tupperware box. However, the excitement does not mean you will rush, you savour every moment; carefully teasing…… Continue reading Raspberries – a creative response to ‘Grandmother’ by Valzhyna Mort
Tonitizing 