
Bride of Sound
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I explore themes of altered perception, distortion of the body, and dysfunctional romance. Sometimes chaotic, always controlled.
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The Valentine’s Feast. Runner-Up in Rituals of Affection Challenge.
Corinne arrived at 8 p.m. sharp with her wicker picnic basket. She spread her patchwork quilt across the frozen ground, sat down cross-legged, and began to unload the contents of the basket onto the quilt between them.
By Bride of Sound23 days ago in Fiction
Wake Up. Winner in Craft Over Catharsis Challenge.
Today is December 4th, the year 2006 I am parked on the covered bridge. It’s nighttime, the bridge lights are out. My car lights fail to come on. In the blackness, I can barely see. Only a few feet ahead and behind. Billie Holiday’s voice crackles through the radio.
By Bride of Sound27 days ago in Fiction
Nightmare Navigation
Dressing room maze. Where is the exit? Room ✇- bad man, mirror mannequin. He’s looking into the mirror and through me. Keep moving. Lost. Lost. I wish this was a dream. This is a dream. Why can’t I get this tag off my wrist? Black tag. Call ⧫⌘⌘. “Hello?” Static, mumble. “Hello?” Don’t call here again. Keep moving. Shit- Room ◉ again. Stop. Stifled breaths. Choking. Gurgling. Wake up!
By Bride of Sound2 months ago in Fiction






