Andie Emerson

Joined January 2021

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Bio

Queer. Awkward. An anxious wreck, but firm believer in self-work.

Authenticity & progress over illusion & perfectionism.

Makes a living working in home improvement.

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Achievements (1)

Runner-Up in From Across the Room Challenge

Stories (35/0)

It's just a stomach ache
Just as a starving fool would, you swallowed all of their sweet words. shotgun loaded and ready to blow some minds. words you knew you had to be careful with,
By Andie Emerson27 days ago in Poets
Gooey goodness
I remember your hissing and popping growing louder, intoxicating lungfuls of your rich caramelized skin–pheromones ushering my body
By Andie Emerson2 months ago in Poets
Top Story - February 2024
Things that make me uncomfortableTop Story - February 2024
The smell of foul liquor blatantly leaving one’s mouth./ Being called 'sir'/ Gray haired men with their phallus shaped spandex./
By Andie Emerson2 months ago in Poets
Top Story - January 2024
Now is not a place she wants to beTop Story - January 2024
Anguish, quiet behind her smiles and laughter. Core hollowed out by trenchant disapproving stares which she was taught to
By Andie Emerson3 months ago in Poets
What are we all afraid of?
When it is we who we love... Wounds left exposed, we forfend. What are we all afraid of? With the wings of a dove, knees to the ground, we fall and ascend.
By Andie Emerson4 months ago in Poets
Is ignorance bliss?
Mind scattered, no resting place in sight. Insides reeking of stress, nights shorter and shorter, longer and longer.
By Andie Emerson4 months ago in Poets
Halloween candies
It’s early days of November. Sunny season kissed us goodbye, walking out in a wintery fashion. And you, you returned like autumn,
By Andie Emerson4 months ago in Poets
Today, I am grateful for
The privilege I hold of forgetting about inhumanity for a few hours. The ability to question established modus operandi. The steaminess of my bathing water.
By Andie Emerson5 months ago in Poets
Top Story - December 2023
AnxietyTop Story - December 2023
Am I the embodiment of fears and insecurities? Are my actions and inactions solely based on beliefs rooted in my olden days?
By Andie Emerson5 months ago in Psyche
Let them out
The words that have lingered in your mind for so long. The words that are now prickling the back of your throat, itching
By Andie Emerson5 months ago in Poets
What are dreams made of?
Chest deep into the wish wash of steaming water, silky spume stranded across every fields of my skin. Sober thoughts swathed by
By Andie Emerson5 months ago in Poets
Wildflower
A tiny seed, buried in soil. Thirsty for raindrops, hungry for sunlight. Its stem growing taller, its roots digging deeper.
By Andie Emerson6 months ago in Poets