M.K. Lee's Blog: Telling Tales, page 67
August 5, 2020
Everyday Love – Josie and Debbie
Nine everyday women living everyday lives, going out into the world and finding love with other women. Because sometimes, love really can be as simple as that.
August 4, 2020
Your Words
Your words are like balloons.
Filled with hot air, and bloated,
Then shrinking until they resemble elderly testicles.
Shrivelled. A little spit, a lot of empty.
Your words are like shells.
Beautiful, irridescent on the surface
Yet inside, there’s nothing. No keepsakes.
Anything of note slithered away long ago.
Your words are like abandoned buildings.
Once full of something, bursting with life,
And feeling. And existence. Purpose. Meaning.
Now, just silence. Trip hazards. Dilapidated an...
Everyday Love – Grace and Erica
Nine everyday women living everyday lives, going out into the world and finding love with other women. Because sometimes, love really can be as simple as that.
August 3, 2020
Everyday Love – Natalie and Shona – Sneak Peek!
“Hey. It’s Natalie, right?”
Natalie looks at the hand resting on her forearm then up into the eyes of a woman she recognises from her hotel bar. She clears her throat for remembering the loaded looks they’d shared just the previous evening, pasting on a quick smile. “Sarah?”
“Shona.”
“Right. Sorry.” Shona is beautiful. Long dark glossy hair that falls in gentle waves, making Natalie wish her own hair was anything but brown, and straight. Shona’s eyes are a shade of brown that is probabl...
Things I Like: Writer, The Internet’s Typewriter
There are approximately 400 word processing tools out there for you to spew your words on, and about 17000 apps to help you do the wordy thing distraction-free. It’s possible to spend more time playing with all these new toys and their gadgets than doing any actual writing. But if today is a day when the words are flowing easily and you just want somewhere to get them down, Writer might just be the place for you. So, what is it? And what can you do with it?
What is Writer?
Writer, the ...
The Liebster Award
So the lovely Shruba nominated me for the Liebster Award (thank you), and I have to say, I have learned some things about myself as a result. For one, apparently ‘everyone’ who blogs/writes/does wordy things on here should know what the Liebster Award is. I did not. Ooops? #writerfail.
Also, in finding bloggers to nominate, I’ve revealed myself to be the most unsociable of creatures ever. I couldn’t even get to eleven, and I know I’ve never reached out as much as I’d like to do beyond lik...
August 2, 2020
Crawl
You crawl into my head, uninvited.
I feel your breath down my neck as you lean in,
Peering over my shoulder as though critiquing my poems,
And then stepping in, fitting like my second skin.
You crawl into my bed, uninvited.
Never in the flesh, nothing but the fickleness of fantasies.
The contusions I conjure in my mind
Would never be entertained as possibilities.
You crawled into me, uninvited.
How did you get so skin, bone marrow deep?
There’s no recollection of inviting you in,
And y...
