Justin Coccimiglio
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Stories (7/0)
I Thought I Knew
I thought I knew what love was, when I saw you walk in for the first time. When my instincts told me I wanted you, when I felt you brush against me only in passing. But you weren't mine, so as coworkers I gave you everything I had, all I had to give.
By Justin Coccimiglio4 months ago in Confessions
Sexual Chemistry
I saw her on the day she was hired, with hair like fire, and a face that ignited even my cold, fragile heart. She smiled the smile of innocence and warmth, but her eyes told me she knew life as well as any of us, with that slight tinge of yellow that comes when you've straddled the edge of insanity for too long. She was beautiful, I had never seen anyone like her. I’ve never smelled a perfume so undeniably intoxicating, never a shampoo so delightfully floral. We make eye contact when other people are talking, sometimes to smile gently and laugh at their folly, others just to gaze at each other and mentally escape to somewhere else entirely. Maybe a tropical beach where the two of us have a small grass hut together, listening to the waves crash against the sand.
By Justin Coccimiglio9 months ago in Confessions
Of Hate
Screaming and lifting my sword I rushed at the demon before me, with sweat in my eyes and blood in my mouth. The silver of my blade shone in the dancing moonlight, lighting my way forward. The demon was sized like an elephant, and roared back at me as my serrated blade glided through its flesh, again and again, until there was nothing but the ringing in my ears. With the last of my strength I plunged the sword deep into the monster’s body, pushing, pushing…. Until I could take no more and fell, bloodless, into the cold nightly abyss.
By Justin Coccimiglioabout a year ago in Fiction
2023
A world of constant, Information, stimulus, And seeking numbness
By Justin Coccimiglioabout a year ago in Poets
What I Should've Done
To start, I should've started saving my money as soon as I started working at fourteen. I should've put that money in investments when I was eighteen. I should've paid WAY more attention in high-school, and I should've got a sports scholarship to some high-end university studying anything that could've made me rich and successful.
By Justin Coccimiglio2 years ago in Confessions