Melissa Ingoldsby

Joined February 2021

1325 stories

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My work:

The Job , The Space Between Us , Green,

The Unlikely Bounty, Straight Love, The Heart Factory, The Half Paper Moon, I am Bexley and Atonement by JMS Books

Silent Bites by Eukalypto

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Oh agony, oh light, why did you leave me alone . Top Story - May 2025.
Agonize, my love, as I seep into your electric and magnetic waves Do I feel like you? Do I look like the sun but gleam like a madman?
By Melissa Ingoldsby11 months ago in Poets
What can a poet give away
how can I give away one sunset How can I help you understand the meaning behind the deep blue dawn Why can’t I give you the stars, the light that pierces the earth
By Melissa Ingoldsby11 months ago in Poets
all used up
the best advice is to ignore them It’s not us, it’s not me, who really cares, It’s so far away, millions of miles from my TV, my phone screen, my home
By Melissa Ingoldsby11 months ago in Poets
Gnarled
gnarled up, bones like logs trapped in your words, frog’s ribbet No air to finish—-
By Melissa Ingoldsby11 months ago in Poets
Limerick confused as a haiku
The soldiers masked as Men, took me to a strange pen I was once a son. —- Can you make destruction look like something that shines?
By Melissa Ingoldsby11 months ago in Poets
Potent
I underestimated the importance of a silver arrow slicing through my body Your silver arrow slicing Your slicing that felt like death because it made me think I was alive again
By Melissa Ingoldsby11 months ago in Poets
Wilderness nightmare
inside the pale blue wild, I saw the grieving light of the stars behind the clouds The luminosity that pulls us closer to heaven
By Melissa Ingoldsby12 months ago in Poets
Bespoke . Top Story - April 2025.
I heard the word bespoke; I was overwhelmed with the thought of bespoke, I was crazed and frantic and frazzled; mad with fear of bespoke
By Melissa Ingoldsby12 months ago in Poets
Unconscious bias… uncomfortable prejudice: a character study
I wrote this short story four years ago. Here is the link to the original story. I have chosen this particular story because it has been one of my least popular, most criticized and more controversial.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Critique
Stay in your lane
In Florida, summer was just starting, with the edge of spring just a quiet whisper as the intense humid air hit the duo. Driving with the windows open was intolerable. The wind that swept through the pair felt like a hot gush of mushy, muddy mist. Avon Park had a seedy underbelly, but so did much of Florida if you looked closely.
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Fiction
Pulverized . Top Story - March 2025.
The little things happen when all else is pulverized, the big things close up and crumble Into the dust of space The little bits that are a part of the nebulous universe, the atoms that form the core of your very existence
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Ache punch
there is a sound that cuts through my mind I can’t reach for the words The rope that gets cut as the body falls from the stage
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets