“Just because my charms did not work didn't mean they were broken.”

Lara Croft's New Lover

Lara Croft knew that she should have resisted her new lover, the taste of sweet berries, rose hips and honey drip. But she was just a girl who can’t say no.

Ribs

“We shall no longer think of ourselves as floating heads, seeping vulvas, hard breasts, black gums, crooked, and harsh teeth. We will no longer have the desire to compare our round and dark selves to the moon or to the sun or to the stars. We shall drink from the final and sweet waters.”

Child That Was You

They took the child you once were before you were even born. They robbed her with their laws and their stares and their whistles, kicked her down and she could never dream, no, not even in my arms as I waited for the other you, the dead you, to come back for her.

Short StoryFleurDecember 12, 2019fleur, short story, creative writing, fiction, womanhood, women, girls, girlhood, society, wild womxn, wildernessComment

someone else's boyfriend

“but of course / that’s all we do on the / aihland / drink lukewarm rum out of coconuts / that I suction onto my breasts / to let you rip off / & drink / the liquor sweating, glowing”

I Keep Meaning to Write About the Day You Were Born

“I’m not saying in those years I tried to forget you but I tried to stop remembering you… I could not forget you anymore than I could forgive myself for trying to.”

great stories

“a great story doesn’t provide everything that’s desired. desire is the most surreal thing so why try to restrain it within the limitations of the real. reject coherence because any calcification is ultimately a betrayal.”

Bedroom Predator

short story by Christina Rosso

Flash Fiction, Short StorySubmissionJuly 15, 2019creative writing, christina rossoComment

The Maga

poem by Jennifer Brough

PoetrySubmissionJuly 8, 2019poetry, poem, jennifer brough, creative writingComment

The Sun, the Stars, the Moon

poem by Ciara Banks

PoetrySubmissionJune 24, 2019ciara banks, poetry, poem, poems, women writers, women who write, creative writing, blog, pussy magicComment

Matchsticks

poem by December Lace

PoetrySubmissionJune 10, 2019poetry, poems, creative writing, december laceComment

fulgurite

poems by Isabella Zellerbach

PoetrySubmissionJune 3, 2019poetry, poem, poems, fulgurite, isabella zellerbach, creative writing, pothosComment

Different Kind of Church

poem by Lynne Schmidt

PoetrySubmissionMay 20, 2019poetry, poems, lynne schmidt, creative writingComment

Back From the Dead Red

“The fire crept along the sides of her sleeping chamber. The blooming obsidian smoke choked the air from her quarters. Her screams for help were answered by a soot covered man with a receding hairline and ugly intentions.”