Meredith Harmon

Joined June 2021

449 stories

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Mix equal parts anthropologist, biologist, geologist, and artisan, stir and heat in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, sprinkle with a heaping pile of odd life experiences. Half-baked.

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Parasite
Stupid, soft, insignificant human species. So easy to manipulate, so easy to infiltrate, so easy to insist on our way. Wrong phrasing. These complicated languages are no match for mind-to-mind. Ours, not what you think passes for yours, you insipid creatures. Slippery, like your insides, sliding against each other.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Horror
Day 9 - Homeward Bound
I didn't expect for today to be the last day of the trip, but things sometimes work that way. It's okay, life's like that.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Wander
Day 8 - Makeup for Monday. Top Story - July 2024.
It must be Tuesday, because I can see the sun through the curtains. Well, that's the first time I've seen sun in quite a while. Of course we're planning to be outside today, at a museum complex.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Wander
Day 7 - Mondays
Ay-yi-yi, Mondays. Mondays. They'll get you every time... The title should be: Monday – The Day Vermont Is Closed. And I got up early! EARLY, people!!
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Wander
Day 6 - On a Whim
Hmm. Today, I had planned to drive around the upper reaches on Lake Champlain on the U.S. side, to visit Vermont and a particular museum and visit the most nommy fish & chips shop this side of the pond.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Wander
Day 5 - Glass Beads!
Today's the day of the event! When we landed last night, I texted our friend that we'd arrived at our hotel, near the event site. She was minutes from landing herself, and she wanted to get her tent set up before the rain came.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Wander
Shattered
How did you fall out of love with me? Broken dreams, shards beneath my feet. Razor's edge leaves bloody soul prints in empty, ghost-filled
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Poets
Online Breakup
Do I trust my girlfriend? Sure, of course! What are you insinuating? What private social account? You have strong evidence?
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Poets
Callooh Boo Hoo
Ain't no brillig when he's gone Any time he goes to slay Ain't no mimsy in the zone The jubjub bird is all alone When it's time to go and slay
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Poets
My Green Tourmaline
Set in silver this will really shine A few more facets and it will be mine I am a jeweler and that is my sign Now watch me display
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Poets
Love and the Narcissist
Bitter betrayal from a dead soul. When I caught feels, the masks fell off. Left to navigate alone, Victim of bait and switch.
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Poets
The Old Jail
When the day fades, thick bars clang, the single spot of light Behind the old jail's stone tower fades into the night. For undying faith to exist, a shred of hope is required,
By Meredith Harmon2 years ago in Poets