Isla-Grace Davies

United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland

My name is Isla and I always try to do the write thing.

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Isla-Grace Davies (United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland)() published:

The Waiting Game

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A strangling pressure pushed up from my stomach, enveloped my heart, and gradually forced its way out of my throat in the form of a nervous puff of air. I watched the cloudy evidence of it linger in the staleness of the orange lamp for a couple of seconds before it vanished, quickly, quietly. 
It seemed that you were a curl of breath in the air as well. I knew you were as elegant and elusive as one. I imagined...

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6 days ago

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Isla-Grace Davies (United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland)() published:

The Waiting Game

FREE WRITING

A strangling pressure pushed up from my stomach, enveloped my heart, and gradually forced its way out of my throat in the form of a nervous puff of air. I watched the cloudy evidence of it linger in the staleness of the orange lamp for a couple of seconds before it vanished, quickly, quietly. 
It seemed that you were a curl of breath in the air as well. I knew you were as elegant and elusive as one. I imagined...

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10 days ago

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Isla-Grace Davies (United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland)() published:

Final Hour

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When I was seven, Mum and Dad took us on holiday to a beach in Spain. This made no sense to me because there was a beach at home and the only differences it had with Spain were the pigmentation of the water and the language everyone spoke. It wasn’t even that warm, which annoyed Mum to no end because she said she only booked the holiday so she could get a tan and show off to Mrs Robins down...

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10 days ago

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Isla-Grace Davies (United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland)() published:

The Waiting Game

FREE WRITING

A strangling pressure pushed up from my stomach, enveloped my heart, and gradually forced its way out of my throat in the form of a nervous puff of air. I watched the cloudy evidence of it linger in the staleness of the orange lamp for a couple of seconds before it vanished, quickly, quietly. 
It seemed that you were a curl of breath in the air as well. I knew you were as elegant and elusive as one. I imagined...

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11 days ago

Isla-Grace Davies (United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland)() published:

Dressing Up

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Before,
We used to raid our mothers’ cupboards and
Steal all of their fancy clothes, play princess.
Sometimes I was a dragon, in a 
Green dress and Green pumps that she 
Loved. But her feet were much too small.
She was always much smaller than me.
Which made me think that maybe 
She was a fairy.

In the church,
I couldn’t see what she was wearing, they’d 
Nailed shut her cradle because there were too many
Bits of her to...

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11 days ago

Isla-Grace Davies (United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland)() published:

Is a Mirror Still a Mirror if it's not Reflective?

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And we’re not in love. Darling,
We’re not even in like. A hammer
Through the Perfect Reflection shatters
A heart, or two, or three. You’re archaic.
Rather a cold, cold vigil than your scraping
And snarling. Look. Through the mosaic

Shards of the Cracked Reality. Keep all hands,
Arms, feet, and legs inside the vehicle.
This glass is too sharp. Watch. I scorn
Her sorrow for you, absentee.
The accessory who grasps desperately
at an arm, a hand, a heart....

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16 days ago

Isla-Grace Davies (United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland)() published:

Reflection: Skewed

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And we’re not in love. Darling,
We’re not even in like. A hammer
Through the Perfect Reflection shatters
A heart, or two, or three. Give me an
Echoing vigil over your scraping and snarling
Any day. Look. Through the jagged

Shards of the Cracked Reality. Keep all hands,
Arms, feet, and legs inside the vehicle.
This glass is too sharp. Watch. I scorn
The woman who dotes upon you.
The accessory who grasps desperately
at an arm, a hand, a...

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17 days ago

Isla-Grace Davies (United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland)() published:

Staticity (or Trying To Forget You In The Modern Age)

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Who are we to scoff at Fools?
Deluded, snarling, breaking rules. 
Snow queens, set to underwhelm,
sit frozen in this blue-lit realm. 
Fingers draped in strong, gold belts,
(To cover up the zits and welts).
Countdown to those out of reach;
Sweet entrails cling to pits of peach. 
They need to see it: friend or neighbour. 
Photocopy, echo chamber. 
Send. Refresh. We’re living here. 
Eyes are vacant (or so I hear).
So share a tonin, or two, or ten,
To...

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29 days ago

Isla-Grace Davies (United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland)() published:

Staticity (or Trying To Forget You In The Modern Age)

FREE WRITING

Who are we to scoff at Fools?
Deluded, snarling, breaking rules. 
Snow queens, set to underwhelm,
sit frozen in this blue-lit realm. 
Fingers draped in strong, gold belts,
(To cover up the zits and welts).
Countdown to those out of reach;
Sweet entrails cling to pits of peach. 
They need to see it: friend or neighbour. 
Photocopy, echo chamber. 
Send. Refresh. We’re living here. 
Eyes are vacant (or so I hear).
So share a tonin, or two, or ten,
To...

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about 1 month ago

Isla-Grace Davies (United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland)() published:

Reflection: Skewed

FREE WRITING

And we’re not in love. Darling,
We’re not even in like. A hammer
Through the Perfect Reflection shatters
A heart, or two, or three. Give me an
Echoing vigil over your scraping and snarling
Any day. Look. Through the jagged

Shards of the Cracked Reality. Keep all hands,
Arms, feet, and legs inside the vehicle.
This glass is too sharp. Watch. I scorn
The woman who dotes upon you.
The accessory who grasps desperately
at an arm, a hand, a...

Seeking Peer Reviews

about 1 month ago