R.C. Taylor

Joined July 2021

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Bio

Part-time daydreamer. Full-time dork.

Follow along for stories about a little bit of everything (i.e. adventure and other affairs of the heart).

Achievements (3)

Stories (227/0)

Cognitive Dissonance
It was a total eclipse of the heart the way we met that night during karaoke when you spilled vodka next to me while you were trying to flirt lowkey.
By R.C. Taylor8 months ago in Poets
Long Lonely
Lost life looking for lasting love and loyalty. Is it left to legend— the luminescent luster of limitless love and lenity?
By R.C. Taylor8 months ago in Poets
Looking for Love
Late, lighthearted lady lamented life's loutish lessons in love and loyalty, which leeched her livelihood and left her listless,
By R.C. Taylor8 months ago in Poets
What A Wish I'd Be
what if I quietly disappeared one day just like your counterfeit love what if I took off all my clothes and neatly folded them, even the gloves,
By R.C. Taylor8 months ago in Poets
Your Past is Calling
Through your screaming at me to "Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up!" while I try feebly to stand up for myself, to say how you treat me isn't love
By R.C. Taylor8 months ago in Poets
I'm the Love of Your Life...Until I Make You Mad
I've always noticed the sink in this 7eleven is always so bruise-esque rusty. Maybe it's from all the tears and stories people have cried over the dusty
By R.C. Taylor8 months ago in Poets
I Love a Good Self Sabotage
Despite my protests in therapy, I must love a good self-sabotage since no matter what I do any success feels like it must be a mirage
By R.C. Taylor8 months ago in Poets
If I Squint, I Can Stay With You
I felt if you could just understand how much you hurt me all those nights it would give my pain retroactive permission, free me from my spite,
By R.C. Taylor8 months ago in Poets
You Drank All My Tears
Dearest love, tell me why you're only an honest man when you're high, remorse only visiting you during bad trips when suddenly you can't lie
By R.C. Taylor8 months ago in Poets
Fugue
There's something about the way you whisper in my ear our future plans that makes me want you closer because I just want your pianist hands
By R.C. Taylor8 months ago in Poets
Gumming Prayers
Imani's lovely grandmother was of the highest class so she was thoroughly embarrassed she lost her dentures at mass. Sweet Imani drove an hour there to help her look with no luck.
By R.C. Taylor9 months ago in Poets
Atlas, Throw Down the Earth.
Black women, be wary of how they have our family trees carrying blood and their stolen, ruptured heavens--dripping shattered stars and spilling floods.
By R.C. Taylor9 months ago in Poets

R.C. Taylor

Bio

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Stories (227/0)

Cognitive Dissonance

Long Lonely

Looking for Love

What A Wish I'd Be

Your Past is Calling

I'm the Love of Your Life...Until I Make You Mad

I Love a Good Self Sabotage

If I Squint, I Can Stay With You

You Drank All My Tears

Fugue

Gumming Prayers

Atlas, Throw Down the Earth.

Achievements (3)