Becky Curl

Joined December 2020

0 stories

Bio

Freelance Writer. Freelance Make-Up Artist. Teacher. Wig & Make-Up Designer. Coffee, dogs & pop-punk are my life.

Stories (18/0)

The Fourth of July
Do you also get sad on holidays? Or is it just me feeling too sentimental? Sometimes, I’m angry that I care so much And that I feel so goddamn alone.
By Becky Curlabout a year ago in Poets
Maybe I Am The Poison
(After “I’m Nobody! Who Are you? (260) by Emily Dickinson) Maybe I am just over-dramatic. Maybe I have been living in the past.
By Becky Curl2 years ago in Poets
If Only.
If only I had listened, I could be so beautiful. I could fit in, instead of always sticking out. I have always been a little too much.
By Becky Curl2 years ago in Poets
Quiet Things
Eyelashes fluttering on tear-stained cheeks, while fingertips click softly against the keyboard. The clock is ticking. Some days it feels like an eternity.
By Becky Curl2 years ago in Poets
I Am Never Alone, But I Am Always Lonely
I always dream of being completely alone. Isolated. In my dream world, there would be no one around to bother me. And I would have no one else to bother.
By Becky Curl2 years ago in Poets
The Only Way Out
Some days it looks like the only way out is through suburbia. And a white picket fence. Two smiling children. One very friendly dog.
By Becky Curl2 years ago in Poets