Author Archives: ophelia

avoidance2, usually a place you go

Posted on February 18, 2013 by ophelia

2010 ReWrite Version 2  Fear is what comes at us during the strangest times. u should know this, soulless coward. u sold your integrity & now, not even the dark wired fences outside, nor the threatening trespassing signs- which only further encourage curious … Continue reading →

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Schoolgirl Dreams

Posted on August 24, 2012 by ophelia

Rule number one: You need a few good personas up your sleeve. And.. that’s really it. Take that girl strutting down the hallway. I Act Hypersexual and Slutty When I’m Practically a Celibate Girl. Dresses provocatively, full of coy glances, … Continue reading →

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becoming a feminine ideal requires just the right amount of insecurity, don’t skimp

Posted on August 22, 2012 by ophelia

 .. 2012 ReWrite and what do you think is underneath? Under the surface that could be removed, would YOU find satisfaction in completely fresh skin, a starry smile, and a chest that inspires a volley of prayers, makes the world … Continue reading →

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The room is dusty and cramped. Therapists on a budget. They obviously start out at the place where the poor need help. They come here out of school and are handed some cheap pamphlet of guidelines and a $30,000 salary … Continue reading →

Posted on August 20, 2012 by ophelia | Leave a comment

Your clinginess follows me like an afterthought. Really bad cologne. A bad song that won’t leave my head. Didn’t used to bother me as much before, but you just had to wave a flag and bring it all out into … Continue reading →

Posted on August 18, 2012 by ophelia | Leave a comment

Love Addict

Posted on August 12, 2012 by ophelia

Kristen Dushong; 27 years old, two boys to take care of. She is the girl next door who sneaks a smoke outside your garage. She is simple and beautiful with a (small) hint of exotic. Long natural hair, never colored.  … Continue reading →

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kidnapping letter 3 or 4 etc..

Posted on August 7, 2012 by ophelia

I’m still here is what I can’t believe. Poisoned by your lies? You are keeping me from experiencing life. The whole time I’m sitting here life is going by, and I get whiffs from the times you leave and come … Continue reading →

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Unfinished

Posted on August 2, 2012 by ophelia

She is their crime of passion. Soundless screams escaping from her wilting luck. Can’t imagine what doesn’t reach her. Then again, she has more than enough imagination so she probably raises her head and pictures the closed doors that won’t open. Spins, … Continue reading →

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Kidnap story

Posted on August 1, 2012 by ophelia

On or off, what’s the difference? Extended time delays turn into a postcard. That’s all anyone cares about, the postcard. What looks like confidence is way more important than the actual thing. All those hundreds of people in line were … Continue reading →

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my generation

Posted on June 8, 2012 by ophelia

I might do a redo with it being more choppy, diced, for when I read it out loud I have ideas about cutting stuff out- just the filler words. making it less accessible in some ways faster flow in others. … Continue reading →

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