"Bad day, hon?" Cheryl asked as she was chopping carrots at the counter. Her husband, Harold, flopped at their small circular kitchen table. He sighed and put his head in his hands. His hair was thin and scattered over his fingers. It took a while for him to respond as if he was trying to... Continue Reading →
Original poetry by MahButtItches She writes because she cares about asses
I fell in love with a man who broke my brain and my heart. It's been years since and I still wonder about it. There's a part of me that believes there's some future where he and I will be we again. There's another part that thinks that part is the crazy part. Where is... Continue Reading →
Disasterpiece There is no sin and there is no penance. All she wants is to teach you lessons. There's never too long for her to wait, so worry not, it's never too late. Time exists only if given meaning. The Fate that speaks when you are dreaming, in signs and whispers, sometimes screaming. Open your... Continue Reading →
With the best of intentions, we've been chained. Artists grow up and slowly fade - a world full of colors now mostly grey. Our passion and joy we gladly trade, for money and some accolades. But dollar signs don't validate, and it's still you that you hate. Acceptance seemingly a fairy tale, we decide not... Continue Reading →
A little boy sat next to his grandmother in their backyard, looking at the mountains all around them. “Grandmom, why are there mountains?” the little boy asked, his eyes wide and entranced in the way only children can see the world. He had removed the thumb he was sucking absentmindedly to ask his question. The... Continue Reading →
It was a special night. She had planned it for months, years maybe. On her way home from work, she bought herself a dozen roses. She made herself a delicious dinner - all of her favorites with a bottle of champagne to celebrate. After her meal, she sprinkled rose petals all over her bathroom and... Continue Reading →
Talking about rape, abortion, adoptions - also the last 20 years of my life. Don't read it if you don't want to read about yucky stuff. Go anywhere else on my blog, there's plenty.
Jess knew this one was special as soon as she swiped right. She could see a loss or some desperate plea in his eyes, and she felt a connection immediately. Jess didn’t question it because questions lead to too many thoughts. Too many thoughts lead Jess to do questionable things, so she has consistently found... Continue Reading →
All our problems float in sapphire skies. We can see them all so clearly. But it's hard to see, really, when our eyes are closed - albeit temporar'ly. All our problems float in an ebony sea. Drowning in rip tides of duality. When only black and white can win, no one can hear the middle... Continue Reading →
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