Bride of Sound
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I explore themes of altered perception, distortion of the body, and dysfunctional romance. Sometimes chaotic, attempting to control.
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Kingsley Crossing. Content Warning.
Patricia gazed with exhilaration at the Greek Revival mansion before her. Its austere ivory columns seemed to drain the color from the blue sky as they stood guard over the portico. At the portico’s center, an oak doorway was flanked by rocking chairs swaying in the summer breeze, as if their occupants had only recently wandered away. “I made it, Charlaine,” she whispered. The sweltering noonday sun beat upon her back. She took shelter under a magnolia tree, its overripe pods dangling like rotting fingers. Patricia smiled. “No wonder you fell in love here.”
By Bride of Sound28 days ago in Fiction
When the Shelter Closes. Runner-Up in A System That Isn’t Working Challenge. Top Story - February 2026.
Across the street from my house, a man slept under a tree, his dog by his side. My first, naive thought: he must be traveling through. But he kept coming back, often sleeping there during the day. Then it hit me—that person might not have a home.
By Bride of Soundabout a month ago in Humans
Band Practice
before we begin Frank turns on his recorder Fred stifles a laugh
By Bride of Soundabout a month ago in Poets
