Vesa Lee : Writing

 Residue

Residue

A Poem by Vesa Lee


I rip off the band-aidBut traces of you still stickA dark ring of memoriesIrritating
Dirty/Fancy This

Dirty/Fancy This

A Poem by Vesa Lee


Reckless shirtless blond{...realization of my most basest of dreams...}You lick my bones cleanThen ask me why it is I don't bleed...Love is your favor..
Psalm

Psalm

A Poem by Vesa Lee


The moist stars veil your lipsYour words of comfort swallowed by the boundless spaceFor no day passes that is not etched in my tearsEvery stretch of t..
Down in New Orleans

Down in New Orleans

A Story by Vesa Lee


The soft acoustic rendition of House of the Rising Sun hummed in his ear while the wipers skidded back and forth. It was late, nearing ten, and small..
D.D.S

D.D.S

A Story by Vesa Lee


I try very hard not to laugh as the strange woman sticks her finger in my mouth.Not because it’s funny. It’s not. It’s just so incre..
Duel of The Butterflies

Duel of The Butterflies

A Story by Vesa Lee


The air of that January afternoon was damp and rusty. The sky dim and unusually lit. The wind was mute and subdued as if sleeping. Ever so often it wo..
The Gatherer

The Gatherer

A Story by Vesa Lee


Three months, three victims, four locations, no suspects. Joseph leaned back in his chair and rubbed his lips with his thumb absentmindedly. Four loc..
Betrayal

Betrayal

A Poem by Vesa Lee


For those who have also been there...and know...
The Wailer's Dialog

The Wailer's Dialog

A Poem by Vesa Lee


The death of Socrates as told by Plato.
INTJ: Or why I'm weird

INTJ: Or why I'm weird

A Story by Vesa Lee


~~Old write. Don't know that anyone will care to read but what the heck. Maybe someone will have a good laugh in the end~~