Vertigo

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StoryA Day in the Lab Vertigo011 years 6 months ago
StoryA Fairytale in Crimson Vertigo011 years 6 months ago
CollectionHeaven is for Later Vertigo011 years 6 months ago
CollectionRattled Vertigo011 years 6 months ago
CollectionArmy Days Vertigo011 years 6 months ago
CollectionSongs Vertigo011 years 6 months ago
StoryYou've Rendered Me Prickly My Dear Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StorySurrender Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryMy boyfriend lives in a great big glass bubble Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryPa and the Debut Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryTo Pine Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryLyrica 4 Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryTomorrow Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryLyrica 2 Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryLyrica 1 Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Awakening Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryThis Poem Could Be An Allegory For A Political Outcry Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryShe Punched Me in the Face with a Fist of Laughter Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Cheshire Cat would grin Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Pessimist Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryShe Keeps Her Muse Trapped in a Pair of Green Earmuffs Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryHappy Birthday Vertigo011 years 8 months ago
StoryEternity of a Heartbeat Vertigo011 years 8 months ago

My stories

Surrender

Sweat-liquid, soul-spirit
Poem of the week

My boyfriend lives in a great big glass bubble

My boyfriend lives in a great big glass bubble And sometimes he lets me in

A Day in the Lab

I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't this. "Those are bodies!" I choke out. Of course they're bodies, you asked to be here, stupid.

You've Rendered Me Prickly My Dear

Maybe once I would've told you this, but now- you've rendered me prickly my dear, all rough surfaces and awkward angles and I know nothing good can come of telling, now.

Pa and the Debut

On a girl, and her dad, and her first

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