Lexys Quinn

Joined February 2018

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Bio

Creative writer, social worker, psychology student, scientific editor, and research assistant

Advocate for the Oxford Comma

Instagram: seamsoflexys

Blog: Seams of My Stocking

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Stories (7/0)

On Wherever St.
We leave the windows open, and it’s cool in the morning, at almost seven-thirty. The tepid dose is almost enough to sedate us.
By Lexys Quinn5 years ago in Poets
Good Morning
Time gave way and fled in awe- How do I deserve the pleasure? For all the names I can recall, could not provide an even ledger.
By Lexys Quinn5 years ago in Poets
A Spot for Everyone
There’s a spot for everyone: Sometimes in the gap of gum where a tooth split. Burly hands tried to guide and slipped in the process.
By Lexys Quinn5 years ago in Poets
Sentiments of Coffee Beans
I’m sitting in a room made up of only big white walls, and in the corner shadows start to cast. With the coffee growing cold
By Lexys Quinn5 years ago in Poets
Over a Cup of Coffee
The consequence of the times our eyes stayed locked, reluctant to stray, not even to the hideous wall décor: To the seconds I vanished in the cadence of your laugh,
By Lexys Quinn5 years ago in Poets
Where Have You Gone?
Consequentially, I am triumphed as I recognize these ebbs of emptiness stem from you. Your absence, your lack thereof, is stifling to the entity that we created together, persistent and aching, synapses still firing like a phantom limb.
By Lexys Quinn5 years ago in Poets
Hunt for Lonely Girls
Have you seen them? The Lonely Girls? And the boys who get tangled up in them? I’ve never seen how it starts, but I’ve seen how it ends.
By Lexys Quinn5 years ago in Poets