Mae Jupiter
Stories (2/0)
First Date
We had been talking for days, exchanging flirtatious messages and cliché jokes to make each other smile, though we were staring at a screen. The connection was instantaneous, conversation flowing easily despite meeting on a dating app. Even after we exchanged phone numbers, I found myself clicking back to his profile just to stare at his face.
By Mae Jupiter3 years ago in Humans
Perception
She whispers secret words as she stands on the roof top of the skyrise apartment building she’s lived in for the past two years. The sounds carry away on the wind as it whips around her, but the naked longing in her voice travels on the breeze to wrap around the pedestrians that stand on the sidewalk beneath her. They all still, they all inhale deeply and hold it, unknowingly responding to her call. They are mesmerized by her sorrow, though they can’t name the feeling as it blankets them and holds them captive. Above them, scalding tears leave a rosy trail down the slope of her cheek. She cups her hands together and holds them against the agony in her chest.
By Mae Jupiter3 years ago in Psyche