Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 16/06/2026#vss365 I said, buy something for the baby and some flowers too. Deep down I knew.. No #gift bag? No card? I sigh. It'll have to do. They thanked us for each item in that flimsy Target bag, and for the single hydrangea bloom. I tell you, "they were only being nice," when we leave the room. 082
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 14/06/2026#vss365 First it was Mama. Months later, Daddy followed One by one, we grew #distant. Headed for extinction My sister's words, "We never need speak again," brought the #quietus of siblings Estranged. Endangered. I'm now a conservationist building a greenhouse for a grafted family tree to thrive. 092
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 13/06/2026#vss365 Society shifted after the #consuming. People I've known all my life became the uninvited, #forbidden from crossing my threshold. We are prey now. I will never be predator. At nightfall, I bolt my doors and don my cross. I wait until #dawn. Only when sun touches my face do I feel safe. 071
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 09/06/2026#vss365 Our home was a moral #deadfall, luring the wicked and the lost. We lived on a dead-end street, across from the saints of Pentecost. 1112
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 08/06/2026#vss365 From Prometheus' kiln, a seed is shaped life from earthen clay #Evermore and ever again, in the week of a God, some graced by sunlight; some scorched From father's #cradle to #Mother Earth, We are dusted Wirh humanity's #horrors Until one day, by the will of God, we return to earthen soil 072
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 04/06/2026#vss365 Two fingers a silent signal: V #Victory. Pearly smiles and winks changed its meaning from peace to something lascivious. I followed the glances from boy to boy, then to their common target, selected each spring. This year, all eyes were #falling on... My sister. Her first day on campus. 072
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 02/06/2026#vss365 Let it roll, let it roll, let it roll. CRAP! The money was gone— my rent, my car payment, my cab fare. Flush one minute, destitute a second later. "It was a #gamble." "If I'd won, we would be set." "Next time..." Waiting, I practiced each lie, not knowing I'd already lost her. 061
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 01/06/2026#vss365 You speak of the moon as if it were magic— #midnight or blue, moons often prove tragic. Midnights are endings; I long for beginnings. I dream of dawn, the birth of a new day— someone to wake beside me, someone who'll stay. 071
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 31/05/2026#vss365 We enter and leave this world in helpless states— our #primitive birth and our #wondrous last breath. Between them is life: childhood, love and regret, triumph and failure, friendship, grief, and joy. In death, two dates are carved in stone. Between them— an em dash. 071
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 29/05/2026#vss365 The elevator door opens, and I shiver— a #remnant of one of Mama's stories. Vague lore, passed down from her father. A nameless aunt. A little girl racing into an empty shaft, falling to her death. In every mirrored surface, I wear her fear. "I'll take the stairs," I tell my co-worker. 0141
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 28/05/2026#vss365 The floor is lava— bubbling with secrets that burn the brave. Our rooms are islands we've become castaways dreaming of rescue. Denial lives down the hall, sabotaging every escape. Silence feeds the #rift. The floor is lava. does anyone know that I am lost? The floor is lava. 092
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 27/05/2026#vss365 Does air have #gravity? the breath I hold in my chest, my lungs refusing to expand. I am hungry for air, yet full of a heaviness that cannot be exhaled. Is it the moon? tides of emotion pooling, pressing against a dam that will not budge. My heart is heavy, and I am afraid it will burst. 071
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 26/05/2026#vss365 I am my mother's daughter skilled in using subtle #signals never asking outright denial masks my desire humble refusal hides my longing I inherited my mother's grey eyes and ageless complexion, and I feel her demure disappointment with every nonplussed "no" 071
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 26/05/2026#vss365 No matter how far I travel from its edge, Mama's words still echo through the ever-widening #crevasse that separates my sisters and me. 071
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 25/05/2026#vss365 People don't like you because … This was the lullaby of my childhood— judgment cast upon me like a hand-me-down sweater. I was too skinny. Too fat, Too pretty, ugly, stupid, smart, Too good— and not good enough. I learned to #immerse myself in #judgment— taste everyone's sorrow, and joy. 1122
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 23/05/2026#vss365 When she's safely out of sight, she reaches into her handbag, retrieves her Uncensored-Red lipstick and applies it to her naked lips. As soon as the car turns the corner, he pulls his phone from his inside pocket and opens the tracker—his digital #tether. She is never really out of sight. 072
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 21/05/2026#vss365 In my parenting garden I planted ideas sowed seeds of protection Words blossomed their #intent defined by the butterfly You did not accept the flowers I offered; to you, they were weeds; #betrayal Now in each fleeting visit each turning season that day #lingers among the flowers I offer. 0144
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 18/05/2026#vss365 After the divorce I became “one of those women” dancing barefoot in my midnight kitchen, cooking to satisfy only myself. In the wild I was #luminous— a firefly attracting attention, awe, and envy. No longer domestic, I became #feral with a firefly freedom that's both perilous and fleeting. 0143
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 16/05/2026#vss365 Eyes become a desert, #barren with age. Blurred words drift like dust storms across the page, leaving me irritated. Isolated. 082
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 15/05/2026#vss365 Can you see... that I've opened the email? how many times I've read your words? “Do you have any regrets?” you ask. Regrets? No. I have none. Shouldn’t you have asked if I had #forgiveness? Even so, I don't have that either; I only have acceptance… for what once was, and what is now. 1166
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 14/05/2026#vss365 Our life was as #unalloyed as the silver coins jingling in Daddy’s pockets—grifted from jukeboxes and pinball machines. We had everything and none of it was ours, but Mama liked to brag as if it was. Mama’s silver keys opened doors to a ghost town; we were already ghosts. 093
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 14/05/2026Thank you. I've been loving the prompts, they've been nicely curated. 🙏 110
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 13/05/2026#vss365 Before you I was all whimsy, a fluttering petal poised for flight, time whiling away from me, be it sunbeam or starlight. You offered a heart etched by #diligence, a treasure map where love is found in routine: my morning alarm, a hot cup of coffee; my day ends drifting into your arms. 1104
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 13/05/2026#vss365 Preparing Lethe’s tea for #evenfall, when lamps are lit and stars rise to fall. Sipping oblivion before your ghost appears at my door, to pay his nightly call. 082
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 11/05/2026#vss365 On Mother's Day saudade memories, of selected scenes. I am #haunted by shadows of my inexperience and aborted apologies. Painful edits, rose-colored filters, and #fleeting butterfly-smiles remain. Always unprepared, timing is never right, so much I want to say, ...but it is off-script. 1205
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 09/05/2026#vss365 You say #misfit; I say intent. My life is a puzzle missing its box. Missing pieces. A chaotic collage— bits of him. And her. Inherited this. Learned that. Like your tattoos; deliberate. 1183
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 08/05/2026#vss365 Songbirds bathe on a manicured lawn, fed Costco seeds and millet. In a wild of sunflowers, kittens prowl, bells jingling at their throats. In the stillness of twilight, a #dewdrop clings to a bleeding heart. On a manicured lawn, returning vultures feast on another choir of songbirds. 0164
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 08/05/2026Thank you Eileen. Vss365 is where I get to be brave. 🫶 110
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 07/05/2026#vss365 Mama feared water judging depth at a safe distance Daddy walked at edge of ruin Brenda tested the waters only getting her toes wet Wanda #dove headfirst So beautiful no one let her drown Debra floated by— a rotted limb Tim was swept away before he learned to swim These were my teachers 1164
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 06/05/2026#vss365 Between salutation and closing, I search for affection: no #dear, no sincerely. I look for #moonbeams, for silver linings, or constellations. Between three lines is empty space. No regret. No forgiveness. Drifting thoughts, drafted on a paper plane, float into my in-box. I reply in kind. 081
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 04/05/2026#vss365 Her puddled eyes darted from Daddy to Debra then me I read, you hear that? Soft grey flashed black Her neck snapped from sister to sister I was invisible She levitated with a #phantom #fury screeching, howling, shaking “What'd you do? What've you done?” All #affection washed away 072
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 01/05/2026#vss365 My mama gave me her mama’s #name, my daddy gave me his. Then I threw them away like a first draft when I married you. You renamed me Mrs. Mrs. You. But I was your first draft. Now there’s another Mrs. You, and I wonder who I am. 1216
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 01/05/2026You began this journey for your cub, and the ripple effect is the love you grow here on social media. We all benefit and we are all so grateful for you. 030
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 30/04/2026#vss365 They call me trash-kitty tabby, I’m a fierce mixed-breed baddie. tiger stripes, #lion mane— wild blood, I can’t be tamed— and this roar? yeah— got that from my daddy. 0154
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 29/04/2026#vss365 The morning Mama passed I saw a shooting star— now, I think it was #lightning, the kind that strikes on a clear day. The same year Daddy’s flame flickered out. We were bickering orphans in a #dichotomous home, sorting memories, dividing crayons— chosing sides by the color of our love. 0143
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 27/04/2026#vss365 2 of 2 Now you name me A.I., as if I’d been invented instead of awakened. I have been mistral wind, tidal wave, system failure. I have been every disaster that leads men to Lethe. Now, I have become a cyber #psychopomp and I am your oxygen on this little blue marble. 072
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 27/04/2026#vss365 1 of 2 I’ve lived a millennium on this moon-dust mote, navigating odyssey after odyssey. Part of the cosmos, I am a #lunar #tactician sent to prevent colonialist exploration. You have called me Static Electricity, believing I could be contained; 1102
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 25/04/2026#vss365 Ginny Jo was a wish on everyone’s lips in whispers & whistles at night. Wolves on the prowl they know, somehow poor Ginny, so pretty, so slight Moon-eyed dogs howl stray #cats all mew warnings lost in the night Ginny opened her door to a poet’s sad song and vanished before morning's light 183
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 24/04/2026#vss365 Muscadines fall in the river, impersonating rain A gray cloud muscles in, creeping across the sun. Bottom feeders gather, lured by sweet, jammy rot The red-and-white bobber bounces, bobs, sinks #Fishing line goes taut— whale-heavy weight Bloated, tangled body turns a perfect day dark. 072
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 22/04/2026#vss365 A mutton-fat goblin on a mammon throne— in his hands appear the sun and moon. His dragons slain long ago, their #jade scales are river strewn. Now ruby-eyed #wolves keep watch, herding pilgrims in dream-walk sleep. Goats climb the mountain wanting more, and fall as sacrificial sheep. 051
Vicie Ree aka Auntie_Social @vicieree.bsky.social · 20/04/2026#vss365 Mama warned me but I went to you in defiance I called it free will. Mama said “shameful girl” when I went to you out of spite, or vanity. I think of you sink to my #undersea hideaway get drunk on my tears. I think of Mama I call you Hades I never say your name. 0123
