Gypsy

Joined February 2021

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Bio

Just an Appalachian POC speaking in fluent cornbread and giving you a taste of only slightly distasteful nonsense.

Stories (3/0)

Purgatory
You are a visitor. The bodies you travel through are as fluid to you as a river. We all watch you wade through the river, legs striding through water, knees lifting above the surface- it is almost effortless.
By Gypsyabout a year ago in Poets
Twenty-Something
Here's the thing about me: I'm a mom, but I'm also 25. Moreover, I'm a 25-year-old mom in 2022. I'm physically attractive, with a thick accent and a people-pleasing mentality caused by years of mental and physical abuse. This matters because without meaning to, I construct a perfect companion for whoever it is I'm talking to. I nod my head, I grin just wide enough, I take my glasses off at just the right time to reveal the eyeliner I've carefully used to round out my almond shaped eyes in just the right places. Conventionally, I'm attractive. In the ways that count. In the ways that get me laid.
By Gypsy2 years ago in Confessions
The Balmy Berry
There was once a small silver dragon who wandered mountain landscapes alone. She stood only as tall as a large coniferous tree, and was not apt to take flight into the skies. There were tales of the little dragon throughout the many breeds of creatures, who all had at least two or three members who claimed to have seen the little dragon with their own eyes. The dragon became somewhat of a myth, although her reality was anything but.
By Gypsy2 years ago in Fiction