“Naughty John, Naughty John, does his work with his apron on. Cuts your throat and takes your bones, sells 'em off for a coupla stones.”
--- Libba Bray, "The Diviners"
9 Oct 2019
“Aw no, I hate these old cases, sir.”
“The dead still need justice, Haskins.”
“It’s just a collection of #bones, it’s not like it cares.”
“Sounds like you don’t have the stomach for it.”
“Them too, sir.”
“Do you think you’re being humerus?”
“Tibia honest, yes.”
The door opens. “Ada Rimm?”
I hold out a badge. “Temporal Investigation. You heard about the #bones recently unearthed? Jack the Ripper’s victims?”
“One of them is you. Perfect DNA match.”
“But—I don’t time travel.”
“Yet. Come with us, ma’am.”
The demon grinned at the fox-girl. What lovely bones you have, It said. Look at those delicate hands. Let me see your fingers.
The eye in the palm of the fox-girl's hand began to glow blue like the heart of a gas flame. Look into my eye, she said.
As a child, I spent a lot of time with my baba in the kitchen. I watched in horrified fascination as Baba used a cleaver to chop off chicken heads & feet. She had fat sausage fingers with which she deftly snapped chicken #bones or gently wiped a tear from my cheek.
She was hiding among the #bones of the old building, not more than a wisp, a hint of hair like straw, & icy blue eyes, & then gone, leaving him a crown of wild indigo. He could feel her, close. Despite his quickening heart, he kept still, hoping she would reveal herself.
🗣Note: My piece on #bones is fiction. It doesn’t apply to me. #EatingDisorders kills more ppl every year than any other mental illness. ‘Ana’ is code on line for Anorexia. Please seek help if ED affects you or 1 you know.
#BraveWrite #vss365 #1linewed
I asked the stars for love.
How cruel is it that I should find you. With so little hope for return.
I will love you. As I always have. In blood and #bones and all things that create me. There you will be. Seeping into my marrow. Poisoning me with love.
I sat in the crossroads and found the velvet bag at the bottom of my pack. It had been years since I consulted the #bones,but they were still where I'd left them. No matter what we learn in life,at the hardest moments we still return to blind faith.#vss365
When I bought the house, the realtor happily told me it had "good #bones." They creaked in the night. Settled in the wee hours of the morning. Scared me half to death. Yeah, the house had bones all right. It also had nerves, and my presence was pinching every one.
Buried in a shallow pit
There on Gallows Hill
Hung to death, the #bones of which
Haunt the ground there still
On dreary nights
They come to fright
And play upon your fears
Snuff out the light
They take to flight
As All Hallows' Eve draws near
“Hand me the mortar and pestle, would you?”
She took them and began to grind the #bones of a small bird into dust, reciting the ingredients as she worked.
“Essence of Wormroot and nectar of Nightshade.” She glanced over at me and I shivered. “This will do the job.”
Her tarnished scales lift like scabs
and seep green clouds
as she strangles him with seaweed,
wringing out his silent screams.
She anchors him to the shipwreck
His #bones will tumble and wedge
in the shifting jumble
and, one day,
(From a poem) https://t.co/UX1wjJThXB
Nivea threw the #bones into the ocean, hoping she had seen the last of Ludwig and his reign of terror.
But he had a sinister way of always cheating death, and she knew her hopes were false.
I shift my #surface
from blindly seeing
to the great opening
of my mortality
I let my #thanatopsis seep
from my aching #bones of longing
how many lives must I live
to be free?
death will always come for me
am I ready?
or will I spend my days
drifting from comfort to complacency?
If you fine my #bones one day please leave them where they stand
The loves and worries that made them dance, have gone to far off land
And if you must, make them flutes, play a small refrain
So the song that was only and will be me, can be heard again
I stole the witch's hat and she screamed she would turn my #bones to jelly.
I did not believe her and the hat found its way to the back of my closet.
Only, my teeth feel funny now, softer, spongy almost. I am afraid to take a step, afraid I will collapse into a puddle. #vss365
African Union to play Commonwealth Hall in final of 2019/2020 UG Inter-Hall Male Basketball, after beating Sarbah Hall 36-24 yesterday.
#Legon2020 #Basketball #Bones https://t.co/t9xvXXrJN7
Many speak of the #bones of their home. They mean it metaphorically. Not me though. I like to speak literally. That's why I mixed the powdered bones and teeth of my victims into all the mortar and concrete of my home. My home: the antithesis of the phrase "good bones". #vss365
"I feel you in my #bones
You're in my heart
My brain is infected by you."
Such sweet nothings
If one were to
make a sport of bluffing
It would be you
You're a champion liar
#vss365 #TalesNoir https://t.co/pJCdSyFTmK
The old woman hobbled along the stony path carrying the remains of her husband
Nothing more than ash and #bones
Her only lover in life
Her only mate till death
The fires stripped away all that he was
But he was whole in her heart
Just as he had promised
So many years ago
Just for fun:
Drenched in happiness and desire down to her very #bones, Janet Blake lifted her hand with a sated grin on her face. The Dracula family jewel sparkled. Countess Marya Zaleska had put a ring on it!🧔🏾🌈
#vss365 #writeLGBTQ #writersofcolor #amwriting https://t.co/rMSWi6qGwl
I pulled open the nursery door. “This!” The room was silent, and the smell was gone.
“What? You’re so nervous lately.”
“The music box went on by itself...the scent of gardenias.”
I straightened my spine. “Those #bones down in the cellar. I didn’t imagine that.” #vss365 https://t.co/TjPwLuZTfX
Two days after they moved in, they found the #bones in the cellar. The #temerity to die in their dream home! But nothing was going to spoil this. They took the bones outside and buried them. Resolved to never tell a soul.
The next day, the house burned down.
On the #surface
her #temerity held some #charm,
but in his #bones he felt alarmed.
When her boldness became less #innocuous
he had to get away.
Her beauty and intelligence
weren't enough to make him stay.
#BraveWrite #vss365 #vsspoem #writingprompt
In youth we climbed the fence
The splinters of its #surface
Pricking our fingers red
But our #temerity
Demanded that we see
What vistas there lay hidden
& there we saw our future
Endless fields of #bones
& so we climbed back down
Disappointed & alone
#vsspoem #vss365 #BraveWrite
-Ella, #bones soup you make?
-Yes Zya, in nutrients quite rich
-And bread you bake?
-Comfort to soothe an itch
-You eat for nutrition or comfort?
-Mix of both and fun
-Would fun come first?
-#Temerity of spices like none
#writer #poem #story #vss365
The worn kettle belched steam and stank of rotting hemp and lichen
Bleached white #bones shimmered in the boiling froth
Bones of her enemies and friends alike
Common townsmen and politicians
From an oaken ladle she drank
And her future was laid bare
Today’s Fun Educational Fact: The adult human skeleton has 206 bones. The smallest is the stirrup, the innermost of three bones in your ear; while the femur (thighbone) is the longest and strongest. #Science #edchat #PBL #Halloween #Bones https://t.co/hjHsxW1OWi
#Bones creaked as he sat onthe stool
Interlacing his fingers he flexed them
A front-row buxom girl made him drool
A grunt cleared his throat of phlegm
Wud he play with dexterity
He thought not for the 1st time
At his age he had the #temerity
+he needed a dime