Carly Bush

Joined August 2021

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Bio

I'm a writer with a passion for highly visual and quietly subversive literature. I contribute to Collective World and you can find my short stories and poetry here.

Connect with me on Instagram and TikTok: @carlyaugustabush

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Stories (26/0)

Crossed Wires
So they were gone, and he was alone. And awake. Rain was spitting against the window, drizzling loudly enough to be a distraction. It always seemed to be raining.
By Carly Bush8 days ago in Fiction
Black Velvet
Soon the cruelest secrets appear as evident as stardust, a small fire with a long tail against black velvet
By Carly Bush8 days ago in Poets
Top Story - April 2024
Encyclopedia of HoursTop Story - April 2024
Time passed slowly here, in this quaint prison. It had once been his grandmother's house. He had lived here as a child, slept on the same rotted mattress. The nicotine stains turned the ivory wallpaper the colour of weak chamomile.
By Carly Bush11 days ago in Fiction
Top Story - January 2024
Major ArcanaTop Story - January 2024
The moon, cat-eyed and watchful, ensnares like a spirit rattling in a cupboard, follows like a panting dog, possesses like the devil.
By Carly Bush3 months ago in Poets
Parasocial
You are not what they believe Gold dust over ivory bones; your indigo blood, your deification inevitable
By Carly Bush3 months ago in Poets
Roses
In the centre of the clearing was a sight so gruesome that it did not make sense. The body of a young girl in a black coat, long hair curled around her. Sweet, warm blood pooling sickeningly bright in the snow.
By Carly Bush3 months ago in Fiction
Reaper
The ground was bitten by frost, the sky as sterile as the hospital where she had held his hand through his final breaths.
By Carly Bush3 months ago in Fiction
January
She can’t see anything out of her right eye now. Soon enough she’ll be seeing angels, but they pretend for now, ignore the soft ominous brush of their feathery wings to laugh and drink their midday drinks with an old movie playing halfheartedly. Black and white, like the scenes from their memories.
By Carly Bush3 months ago in Fiction
Top Story - January 2024
Hot Water, Sharp NeedlesTop Story - January 2024
The arabica plunges a stake into the heart of a morning glowing like winter-light and a lemongrass candle. The oak table where I drink and work (and drink)
By Carly Bush4 months ago in Poets
Contrary
I’m sorry but I will never be sorry. I am a crow among doves, Flying contrary to the path you mapped out. Sometimes it rains inside your house,
By Carly Bush7 months ago in Poets
Glass Lungs
With glass lungs, she learned to breathe on her own, writing about strangers with their pale milk complexions and their eyes like darting silver fish.
By Carly Bush7 months ago in Poets
Top Story - October 2023
To Dust All ReturnTop Story - October 2023
She knew that she was not immortal. She was constantly falling like a leaf; someday she would hit the ground. Autumn trees on the roadside blushed to see her pass,
By Carly Bush7 months ago in Poets

Carly Bush

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Stories (26/0)

Crossed Wires

Black Velvet

Encyclopedia of HoursTop Story - April 2024

Major ArcanaTop Story - January 2024

Parasocial

Roses

Reaper

January

Hot Water, Sharp NeedlesTop Story - January 2024

Contrary

Glass Lungs

To Dust All ReturnTop Story - October 2023

Achievements (5)