Penny Ellen : Writing

Flight

Flight

A Poem by Penny Ellen


Sometimes, people are just damn poisonous to each other.
Sometimes I Just Want to be (With) Myself

Sometimes I Just Want to be (With) Myself

A Poem by Penny Ellen


I like my music raw And my steak Medium-well,I like my coffee bitter.I like my nights coldAnd my days dark.I like my men soft.I like my downers;My boo..
Rainbows

Rainbows

A Poem by Penny Ellen


Rationalized away, These bright, spectrum-colored feelings are Capable of blinding superegos. Institutionalize my thoughts, and you will fin..
Nothing more than words

Nothing more than words

A Story by Penny Ellen


About apologies. Sometimes, even when you feel they are useless, you need to say or accept them anyway.
Coming to Terms

Coming to Terms

A Story by Penny Ellen


My story.
Release Through Confinement

Release Through Confinement

A Story by Penny Ellen


Hard; that’s exactly the word for the moment. He held me hard, my words hard-pressed in my throat; objections and dares alike, a mixture o..
G(u)ilt

G(u)ilt

A Poem by Penny Ellen


For the worst roommate I've ever had.
Little Car

Little Car

A Poem by Penny Ellen


This is for my beautiful little mechanical baby.
Church

Church

A Poem by Penny Ellen


Lies are the foundation of modern society, in the religious sense. I’m not referring to just deception spewed from the pulpit, but t..
No Guts, No G(l)ory

No Guts, No G(l)ory

A Poem by Penny Ellen


One more berating, degrading, insinuating uttering, And I shall be perfectly content To spray your brains on the wall and call it art. And ..

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