Meg El

Joined September 2017

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I am a young, married woman. A free-spirited creative who wants to spread more love around the world. I frequently write what seem to be excerpts from a book I've never written. I hope you can enjoy these little pieces of random thought.

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You Must Like Me
Pressing powder in the creases Breaking out the missing pieces Lights are dimming Braces thin Protection blanket weaving’s grim
By Meg El7 years ago in Poets
Not Mary
He was never certain why Mary always walked the way she did Or how her hips swayed side to side so abruptly And how her perfume always lingered on his tongue
By Meg El7 years ago in Poets
Old Opera
Sometimes I can still smell the gunpowder and the smoke. No, I wasn’t here when the dark clouds hovered over this town. But, you can feel it; the terror and the intensity of the flames. Brick by brick, stone by stone they rebuilt the presence of this place. Memories of the town are dreary, but there is one area that refuses to die.
By Meg El7 years ago in Poets
Your Face Thins
You’re lonely over there. Surrounding yourself with vacant air. Just waiting ‘til the day ends. It’s because of you that your own face thins.
By Meg El7 years ago in Poets
Just A Birthday
It was then that she lifted her wrist to reveal a tiny tattoo, barely visible to the naked eye or so it would seem. “What’s that tattoo on your wrist?” he asks her, gesturing in her direction.
By Meg El7 years ago in Poets
Reason
Am I breathing? What’s there to believe in? What is the reason To be alive? Where’d you come from? It was unexpected. While I was in doubt
By Meg El7 years ago in Poets

Meg El

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You Must Like Me

Not Mary

Old Opera

Your Face Thins

Just A Birthday

Reason

Stories (6/0)