Author Archives: Malicia Frost

About Malicia Frost

Your local Frankenstein.

Slut

I took his saliva and distributed it evenly over my soaring wounds I was a harlot again filthy consolation girl throwing my skin off for anyone who as much as touched me But they couldn’t know what was going on … Continue reading

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Battle of Boredom – Malicia Frost

Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective:
source ? There was a war that day indisputably although, nobody talked about it you would see them walking by a little faster their funny hats tilting from side to side Sometimes the…

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Caged

Caged Are you attracted to wounded animals? Come here, sweetie I’ll show you my scars tell you how I’ve suffered to make you get on your knees for me I’m not responsible For your careless desires Do you like it … Continue reading

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Stake

I think I slipped again Am I too weak to hold it in place Shifting between the bones in my rib cage I’ve had trouble breathing Focusing on daily tasks is difficult when fingers always find their way down to … Continue reading

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Morphazine

  Connected to four different hospital beds I hear the black-eyed angels crawling closer their tiny feet hammering on the ceiling tiles like rain pulling me out of my sleep The god of sedation rules this place this funny little … Continue reading

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Machinicide – Malicia Frost

Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective:
https://maliciafrost.files.wordpress.com/2016/12/raison_d__etre_by_ediblewhisper.jpg ? Machinicide –┬áMalicia Frost Is what the headlines said. There was nothing else to call it. Murder? Murder would imply that I had something taken from me. Suicide? Suicide would imply that…

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Parasite – A Love Story (Remastered)

[Warning: contains strong language, implied sex, suicide and other triggering themes. Thread with caution.] It starts with you and me in a gutter just where the last battle ended in our collective defeat The rain covering us in promises comforting … Continue reading

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