Victoria : Writing

It was only an angel

It was only an angel

A Story by Victoria


The church is quiet. Only the children are heard moving around and cooing at their mothers. My pew is empty. Well, it was until a couple I've never se..
Warmth

Warmth

A Poem by Victoria


Sturdy legs against a blue metal rail.familiar broken bricks.Wary breezefilters through the thoughtsI fantasize as I stare past the horizons edge.A we..
Amazed

Amazed

A Poem by Victoria


Feel your restless handsin my hairdown my sidearound my waistat my throat.curl my fingers and breathe you inthe lingering you on my skinbite my lips. ..
autobio

autobio

A Story by Victoria


an interesting challenge.
Untitled

Untitled

A Poem by Victoria


bass up higheyes down lowsteady beat in my throatshaking fingers on the wheelfreeway to freedombehind the angry lights of a Neon.to the bridge of madn..
Purpose

Purpose

A Poem by Victoria


I feel my purpose in the cool sheets.the stale air.my pulse weak.am i really wasting my time lying arounddreaming of moments yet to happen?you might t..
This

This

A Poem by Victoria


Let the lightning follow me to my grave.The thunder signal your arrival.This is it. My last moment of mine.From now on it's me and you.Not me. Not you..
And why sea

And why sea

A Poem by Victoria


losing, losing, gone.
Represent

Represent

A Poem by Victoria


from one shore to another.

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