MarigoldVance
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Lost Boys
They’ve done terrible things to get here. Ray watched Jake’s sister sacrifice herself for a distraction; he watched Jake put a bullet in her head, right between the eyes, so she couldn’t be used by the gang of Cherrypickers hauling her away by the ankles. Ray himself slit the throat of his first love, bludgeoned his cousin for attempting to sell Jake to the Kingpins for immunity that anyone with a sound mind knew wouldn’t be respected.
By MarigoldVance3 years ago in Fiction
Longing
The ships left early in the spring and, with them, Fraja’s heart, pulling it out to sea and away to the East Ocean where it would stay until the first bite of autumn. Fraja detested the summer months. While shorter, they felt like too many lifetimes lived and died, compounded one on top of the other; lonely and bored and filled with breezes that felt like melancholy sighs against her skin.
By MarigoldVance3 years ago in Humans
The Confessions of a Lady-Child
So, okay, look: I’m a middle-millennial, of an age that I've had plenty of years to accumulate an arsenal of cringe-fuel. I have battle scars in the form of fine lines to prove that every single medal of shame was earned, thank you very much. My early-twenties alone were a warzone of booze-soaked moments that I hid under my pillow about for days afterward until the next one occurred.
By MarigoldVance3 years ago in Confessions