Chloe has a taste for watching women undress; always through keyholes.
Zoe thinks about having an all-girl showdown; she enjoys the many virtual internet delights.
Matthew has a taste for ankles and toes; always sampled on unsuspecting lovers.
Luke dreams of smearing icing and chocolate all over his lovers, caressing them, and then devouring them whole; a taste for pork never satisfies.
Apple thinks about world domination and mass control that is never to be realised; a tyrannical manager at the office.
Alexander dreams he's rocking it out with his favourite band or adored by the masses; crazy times on Tumblr.
Joey dreams that a giant bong talks to him about feelings and plays the piano on a spiritual journey through Tibet; he's constantly on the couch watching the world go by.
Abi watches triple x porn and loves three ways any way; she's taken to new heights with a lover of the flesh.
Everyone has vexing secrets, yet in the end, we're all just human.
I needed to be blunt
For I tend to blurt
Whatever was in my mind
Like pandora's box
It was never meant to come out
But the cat is out of the bag
Even if all I want is to stay inside my mind
Running people in a story
That is so ludicrous
I failed to laugh
Never minding if it hurts
Accepting that it will mar
The boxes that I keep on collecting
Holding them so precious
As if they don't keep the sins of my peers
Giving way to insecurity, jealousy, greed and anger.
My hands are so tender in holding on to these boxes
The weigh on my shoulders so heavy
from holding on to the grudge for so long.
Too late to realize that it was the beholder who sinned
Against the judgement of the world
Outside my walls
With these iron walls of thorns
The roses without soul 🐖🐾🍀🥀🌌 Photo:katiebrownauthor
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Lomba Menulis Cerita Mini: A Walk Through Memories (Perjalanan Menyusuri Ingatan)
ELLUNAR PUBLISHER bersama PUSPAMALA PUSTAKA
Deadline: 31 Januari 2019 (pukul 23.59 WIB)
Pengumuman: 1 Maret 2019
Jangan bawa kemalasanmu ke 2019 atau 2019 akan menjadi tahun kekecewaan berikutnya!
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I'm waiting my debut to get publish next month, while I am busy with writing my thesis, I also writing stuff maybe just maybe it could be my 2nd poetry book, idk. I just love to write everything down there on papers or note. Most of them, I didn't post online, the truth is I am a little scared to read my own piece (if I could tell) cause I realized that I sound so dramatic and my poems are too ballad, I thought it just gonna make people feel more blue after reading them. I am sorry, if I do that to you, tbh I just want to let out all the dirt in my head, and if reading mine make you feel something not in a bad way, I appreciate you 🙏
I think I’m starting to get it,
this caring for someone
without the need to show
A mastery of love without loving
Maybe it was wrong
for the world
I finally understand why you said you loved me,
and then you didn’t...
Elle Bor ************************************************************
21 3812:36 PM Sep 6, 2018
************************************************************ Maybe if it wasn’t quiet
I would know that we were over
but that’s the sad thing about our end
I missed the part when it began
Yet the silence
didn’t ward off
this finality of you and me
I can only tell you about the ache
the invisible blow
that was unparalleled
until it showed
on my purple skin
A fever breaking
in the unsuspecting
stillness of the morning
An awakening bitterness
of black coffee on ones rolled veins
Being drunk while sober
A surrendering of the day
to the dark evening
and not getting the moon in return
The dirt over the coffin
Don’t ask if it still hurts
Don’t ask which sharp object
sliced through my flesh
The knife has been there
this whole time
it was only a matter of which way
to twist it to... Elle Bor
34 6108:17 PM Sep 3, 2018
In the end,
the lesson comes from unlearning
To spread your palms and let it all go
the sloughing dead skin
from your rebirth
and wash your heart anew
16 3782:32 PM Aug 30, 2018
This is an apology,
forged in wrought iron
For a love that knows nothing
24 4672:01 PM Aug 27, 2018
Under her bed, are boxes with memories that are frozen in time. She still hoards things meant to be discarded...
15 3381:59 PM Aug 27, 2018
has been an honest friend,
forcing me to see things hidden in the light
And the crowd’s chatter
could never make music
quite like the kind
you struck in my heart
Every landscape sits plain
No matter the angle
of my photograph
And my meals,
they kept me hungry
since my soul hasn’t been fed
They’re my knuckles,
banging at your door
Remember that I have asked to go
and see the world
but I didn’t know
that mine has been waiting for me
all this time
Please let me in...
34 6412:57 PM Aug 21, 2018
My home was never a place...
22 3862:22 PM Aug 21, 2018
Darkness has been an honest friend, forcing me to see things hidden in the light... Elle Bor
10 3142:17 PM Aug 21, 2018
There are dusts still settled
in parts of my otherwise
But I’ve grown to accept
that what I love
and what is right
don’t always share the same bed
And I still escape
to the smoky sky
even if it might kill me
At least in joy
and not in regret
there’s always a sense of lawlessness
that you provoke in me
And I’m suddenly brave
in fear of losing you
You have the power of the sun
lauding conquest in me
with a warning not to stare
for too long
Yet they still wonder,
how I’ve become blind... Elle Bor
37 58512:21 AM Aug 21, 2018
Day and night,
I have rearranged countless words
Hoping that I could
speak to someone
I can no longer talk to
And I bravely
call it poetry
19 37812:19 AM Aug 21, 2018
You have always been the one thing that already slipped away from my hands but the hardest to let go of... Elle Bor
10 30412:18 AM Aug 21, 2018
******************************************* White blankets
ruffled with sleep
damp in calamities
that are weaved tightly
to the face of rare victories-
But I make sure
they only see
my five star thread count
So gallantly feigning perfection-
That is me
Running out of strong adhesions
to keep my crumbs glued together
from underneath this vibrant costume
And I’m scared
more than my raised hairs
Nurtured by a strong harmony with fear
Flaccid body erected
by a sturdy brick wall
to make me look unfazed
inside the paragon of womanhood
is a girl
with callused limbs
Tears molten across her cheeks
A timid smile
clasping her flawed skin
is a museum of war
Battles fought with bare claws
her only prized possession
Would someone remind her?
That these scars,
these dark, blood-gashed keloids
are what made you stay...
31 62312:38 AM Aug 17, 2018
Once on a summer morning, carting away the smell of chicory brew towards the sunrise- a love hiding in plain sight
To the strongest girl, I have ever met,
Starting this letter on a lighter note, can this letter get a smile, please?
The thing about you that I find so beautiful is the way you handle yourself with so much of care, with so much of class. The self-love that you are gaining, is a lesson for everyone out there, including me. The kind of heart that you possess, the smile you spread, and the positivity one can feel while talking to you makes you a person of so much respect, of so much grace. For how you make the other person so comfortable around you, how your small lectures change someone's life, how you take care of the people around you, of the people you call yours makes you the kindest of all, a diamond to be precise.
You are the bravest girl, I have met. The way you respect yourself and make everyone around you to respect you is something so appreciable. You know your worth, and not everyone in this world is capable of doing so.
The love you shower on your family. The way you take care of your house. The way you consider your father your world makes you a perfect daughter. You don't even know how much lucky your family must be feeling for having you as a member.
I am so proud of the person you are growing into, of the person you already are, of the person you were yesterday. All the adjectives I know are not enough to explain how much you mean to me, but then, they are not even required for you know this better than I know myself.
Though you know this, let me say it again. I promise to stand by your side, always. No matter what the situation is, no matter about the rights and wrongs, you will find me beside you, supporting you from falling. You will find me smiling with you whenever you will be happy, you will find me making efforts whenever you will be sad.
You made my 2018 a better year, probably the best year of my life and for that, the words cannot be enough to explain how much grateful I am towards you.
Thanks for being in my life. Stay.
someone, you helped to be a better person.