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  Nights in Brazil

  

  By lindsaylyricist, Ormond Beach, FL

  I look up toward the window near my bed. No stars are out tonight, no hope for me to grab on to. I try to tune out the sound of my sister crying softly on the ground as a tear of my own rolls down my cheek and pools with the others on my chin. Our father and mother had left our village- or, rathe...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Falling

  

  By lindsaylyricist, Ormond Beach, FL

  There we were. Looking down. Preparing ourselves. The purity of the air, The fragrance of The flowers, The roar of the waves, Complimenting this moment. The warmth of his hand Gripping mine. Excitement rushes through His veins, Penetrates my skin. I can feel it. A smile dance...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Love and Warmth

  

  By lindsaylyricist, Ormond Beach, FL

  You get used to the silence The louder it becomes. As ghosts settle Into the space that surrounds, The dreary moments, Now routine, The grow. It’s comfortable. Lying in a field of daisies, My corpse rots and Marries the soil, Becoming as one. The hunt for pleasantries...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  At A Loss For Words

  

  By lindsaylyricist, Ormond Beach, FL

  You are my sparrow. Like the night that kisses The morn at dawn, I will be ever-present. You are my heart. My pulse is set to yours, The rise and fall of your chest In perfect sync with mine. The sweetness of your Soul, The purity of your Smile, The beauty in which You spea...
• Fiction > All Fiction
  The Lack of Desire

  

  By lindsaylyricist, Ormond Beach, FL

  I ran out of the back door of my home, struggling to put on my coat. I ignored my mother, who asked where I was headed off to. I slammed the door closed and entered the black abyss that was the night. I walked and walked, trying to disregard the unbearable pain that was eating away at my insides. Th...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Rosalina

  

  By lindsaylyricist, Ormond Beach, FL

  I waited for her, Listening for her pulse, The sound that encompassed my Mind. I searched in the high and low ranges for her, Underneath the Thick silence That coated the stillness of my studio. Rosalina, mi amor. As if she were playing hide and seek, I called Out to her. S...
• Fiction > Realistic Fiction
  Yay, Halloween

  

  By lindsaylyricist, Ormond Beach, FL

  I swear my mom hates me. No doubt in my mind, she regrets the day I was born. That’s the only logical explanation for why she would drag me to this dreadful Halloween party. This is, no doubt, the worst experience of my life. What is an 18-year-old girl supposed to do at a Halloween party with 20 ...
• Fiction > Romance
  Unconventional

  

  By lindsaylyricist, Ormond Beach, FL

  She was as beautiful as a skunk’s black fur. Yeah. Yeah, that’s pretty good. Any girl would like that line, I thought to myself. “Hey guys, what do you think of this one? ‘She was as beautiful as a skunk’s black fur’. Huh?” I asked. The guys simultaneously exploded with the loudest l...