Jessica jones
Bio
writer, performer, poet, spoken word artist, painter, cook... Kinda all around artistic type.
For my entire life all Ive wanted to do is write and now i have a platform where i can indulge. Thanks vocal.
Stories (7/0)
The Writings
Inscribed to the members of the Badette family: "The words written here are as specific to our lineage as the blood that courses through your veins. Regard it as such, cherish it and let the roots of our family tree deepen and strengthen with each generation."
By Jessica jones2 years ago in Confessions
Visions
One, two, three… jump! Hand in hand we jumped from the cliff to the stirring waters below. Me and Chloe met the summer of 86, 1886. It was remarkably wonderful to hear her laugh as she delighted in all things unacceptable. Father had once scorned me for keeping such company but he himself could not shield the blood bursting in his cheeks at the site of her. I loved her, in a way one lady should not love another… but the knowledge of this only thrilled her more. I knew I was simply a piece on her chess board but like all the other pieces I was happy simply to be there.
By Jessica jones2 years ago in Futurism
wings
Looking over her shoulder, a fleeting figure seemed to glide across the horizon. Just as quickly as she had seen it, it disappeared. Ellia stood and turned her entire body in the direction where she had seen it. Nothing, nothing was there. Ellia took account of the moments when her eyes seemed to play tricks on her but she never wrote them off. Merely tucked them away for consideration when her reality explained her sight.
By Jessica jones2 years ago in Futurism
