• (… She’s Dead Now.)

    Stayc is dead now, and it’s all because of me. Stayc is lying neath the ground. We buried her the previous night, and nobody knows. Not even me. Stayc was a party crasher. She joined the duo with no one’s consent but her’s. Stayc was eavesdropping on every conversation that wasn’t hers, Stayc was rude,… Read more


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  • (Too Late For a Recall : Part II)

    (Silence, The doctor and the nurse exchange looks) “Can I see the mother..??” You ask while staring at the baby who is now fondled to sleep in your arms, teary smiles ridden onto your face, you can’t hide the elation that you bear. The doctor and the nurse staring at the both of you so… Read more


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  • (Dear Crush: Letter 03)

    It’s been exactly 104 days, 9 hours, 35 minutes and 26 seconds, Within those miniature of time, admittedly I’ve been happy. Lots of things have happened, and It’s not all on you. Because each time you make an attempt to read, you stop halfway, Second guessing if you’re the one. You refuse to hit the… Read more


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  • (Come We Stay : Part III)

    “Yes, I’m pregnant, and the baby ain’t yours!” Came the stern response from the other end of the line, where Becca held the phone to her ear, sneering over the phone convo, like I meant nothing to her. She had some sort of an ambiguous degenerate ego embedded in her throat. She spoke as though… Read more


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  • (Too Late For a Recall: Part I )

    You’ve just been fired from your own Company. A baby is due on the way. Your baby girl waits for you at home, with a baby bump, and she the girl you don’t even love. She a one night stand 8 months ago, what could ever go wrong?? So you sit there, just staring, at… Read more


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Phill Ibsen, M.o.D

The Master of Descriptions

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