V.S.L. : Writing

Red Week

Red Week

A Story by V.S.L.


She could see through its eyes. The fat, bald man with the greasy red beard sitting on the bench waiting for the bus under the light of the street ..
Feel you

Feel you

A Poem by V.S.L.


I want to feel you The real you Not just this aching burn of lust The you inside Your soul I want to be connected with you With your soul The ..
Heart Surgeon

Heart Surgeon

A Poem by V.S.L.


Not just anyone can fix me I've been beaten and bruised and broken I've been ripped to pieces and sliced deep I haven't been given time to heal Th..
You

You

A Poem by V.S.L.


You don't care about me Look at me, who would? I'm all on my own Left by you Without a leg to stand on
When?

When?

A Poem by V.S.L.


When will I ever be what you want?What you need?Will I ever be enough?Will you always need another girl?Am I good enough for anyone?Will I ever find "..
Motherhood

Motherhood

A Poem by V.S.L.


Is Burb rags Laundry, twice a day Screaming and crying and headaches One hundred-sixty outfits that they only wear once Bath time wi..
Perfection

Perfection

A Poem by V.S.L.


Perfection is only achieved When all the little imperfections Combine Making something totally wonderful ....... And totally insane
Untitled Work of Friends

Untitled Work of Friends

A Story by V.S.L.


Let's write a story together. I'll start it, give it a premise. Leave the next part in the reviews.
When

When

A Poem by V.S.L.


When did we, As a group, Decide that Everyone Needed to Know Everything That was Going on in Our lives? That we Were more Important Than..
Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A Chapter by V.S.L.


It was all I could do to keep myself from killing it. Earlier that day, I had promised myself that I would stop killing things just because they ..