Deidra Darst

Joined June 2021

0 stories

Bio

Writer...and lots of other things.

Stories (13/0)

An Ode
Like a true friend, constant and steady, you're always there, supportive and ready. In my most vulnerable moments, I can trust you
By Deidra Darst9 months ago in Poets
Lies
You'd think that her life is so great: her clothes, her home, her mate. Her posts are all sappy, but she's deeply unhappy.
By Deidra Darstabout a year ago in Poets
Who Did It?
TW: Murder The door pushed open, hesitantly at first. Two men squeeze through the opening. Their eyes wander, taking in the scene. You can smell the apprehension on them, an acrid aroma that wafts through the small room.
By Deidra Darstabout a year ago in Fiction
Comfortable
All I ever wanted was to fit in. Like everyone else, be pretty and thin. But with age I now know, I can let that all go,
By Deidra Darstabout a year ago in Poets
Laundry
Doing laundry, my least favorite chore. Wash and dry it, just to find more. A constant rotation, machine agitation... a nudist colony I could go for.
By Deidra Darstabout a year ago in Poets
Your Bluff
We say that we care about life. For the stranger, the neighbor, the wife. But when times get tough, I'm calling your bluff,
By Deidra Darstabout a year ago in Poets
Influenced
"Unique" is the goal of the day, stalwart, immune to your sway. But when it comes to my spending, your reach is never-ending,
By Deidra Darstabout a year ago in Poets
Saving Them
I feel completely overdressed in my billowing pleated dress. These heavy leather boots are like cement blocks, requiring me to consider each step. The bonnet atop my head feels like a flashing caution light that says, “Look at me, pay attention to me!” I catch myself lost in thought and realize that these people won’t even see such a thing for thirty or forty years.
By Deidra Darstabout a year ago in Fiction
Time: a Concept
A social construct a concept in which we live progression through time
By Deidra Darstabout a year ago in Poets
Writing for Me
I have always been a writer. Whether keeping a journal or sharing my life story with strangers, I find catharsis in putting words to paper. The release that comes when verbs and adjectives come together to give my feelings a voice...is unmatched.
By Deidra Darstabout a year ago in Psyche
Time
Present but not seen life it takes but also gives Time, a thief and friend.
By Deidra Darstabout a year ago in Poets
Social Media and It's Influence
Say what you will about social media, but it's taught me a lot. Being a Millennial, I avoided TikTok as long as I could. I felt pretty comfortable with my go-to social media avenues, but I finally caved when my best friend kept sending me funny videos. Peer pressure: still alive and well in your thirties. Little did I know just how much I'd learn about myself via short video clips made by strangers.
By Deidra Darstabout a year ago in Humans