Bride of Sound

Joined January 2021

42 stories

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I explore themes of altered perception, distortion of the body, and dysfunctional romance. Sometimes chaotic, always controlled.

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The Parrot
This bird cannot love you Although She will screech when you come home She is a creature of comfort— Designed to mirror your energy
By Bride of Sound2 months ago in Poets
Wounded Animals. Content Warning.
“Sun’s coming up. Go on, get to it.” “Please… I don’t wanna.” “If I gotta call yer big brothers out here, they’ve got chores enough as it is. Littl’ Asher’s comin’ up soft as you anyhow. He don’t need to see this.”
By Bride of Sound2 months ago in Humans
Nightmare Navigation
Dressing room maze. Where is the exit? Room ✇- bad man, mirror mannequin. He’s looking into the mirror and through me. Keep moving. Lost. Lost. I wish this was a dream. This is a dream. Why can’t I get this tag off my wrist? Black tag. Call ⧫⌘⌘. “Hello?” Static, mumble. “Hello?” Don’t call here again. Keep moving. Shit- Room ◉ again. Stop. Stifled breaths. Choking. Gurgling. Wake up!
By Bride of Sound2 months ago in Fiction
Winter’s Thaw
pickled berry toes sting when the water dresses thaw before unfurl
By Bride of Sound2 months ago in Poets
Pill Winter
pill winter- fires burning holes in my pocket fuel the labyrinth
By Bride of Sound2 months ago in Poets
Instructions on How to-. Content Warning.
You coveted me for months— an eternity in tides, extracting each grain of sand from under my fingernails. Enamored by my skin—
By Bride of Sound7 months ago in Poets
I Never Told You
I’ve felt a pattern in my life, I forget and I’m reminded Someone else’s first, sooner I liked you even more, You changed from something I want, to a need, to a chore
By Bride of Sound8 months ago in Poets
Checking In. Honorable Mention in Things You Can’t Say Out Loud Challenge. Content Warning.
When I call to check in after days of avoiding— your silence, frustration, the cathedral of agony— you might answer: I’m hanging in there,
By Bride of Sound8 months ago in Poets
Swallowing Gods
Paralyzed by my shadow’s overbite, I claw open your swollen mud cocoon. Enshrined, spared from rot’s bloom. Sun-flayed shrivel. Maggot breath.
By Bride of Sound8 months ago in Poets
Syrenka
Come to me underwater. In liquid light, I shine like a princess and grant promises with great bounty. ~ Follow my trail of lip-pressed bubbles
By Bride of Sound8 months ago in Poets
The Night Cap. Honorable Mention in Light Breaks Water Challenge.
Sunlight meanders in and floods the linen tablecloth in bars. “Belonged to Grandmother,” you say, “and will be yours, some fateful day.”
By Bride of Sound8 months ago in Poets
An Unapologetic Letter From the Demon
I want you to know I stole your man. and I didn’t do it out of some quest for the truth or because I’m a good person who saw that he was tormented
By Bride of Sound9 months ago in Poets