Soft Duckie

Joined October 2017

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Bio

Poet and artist living with my two dogs in Arizona. You can find my work on https://www.redbubble.com/people/fisheisley?asc=u.

Stories (15/0)

Truth and Lies
Think it under the table Pass it hand to fist Lust turned villain Silence is golden I’m the awkward feeling After we meet
By Soft Duckie4 years ago in Poets
Focus on me
Focus on me let me show you everything I know tipsy topsy almond butter thighs a tangled view of slurred breath and no space between
By Soft Duckie4 years ago in Poets
A Place Called Home
Some day I hope I’ll find a place Called home My reflection Sweet in your face Your deep whisper Slipping through My hair
By Soft Duckie6 years ago in Poets
On Me
Eyes cleaving flesh the supple shape of my pride How you see me if I show it off How you see me if I don't The curve of a sigh,
By Soft Duckie6 years ago in Poets
How Can I?
How can I tell you my thoughts When I’m thinking in feelings? How can I tell you my feelings When they exist in your hands?
By Soft Duckie6 years ago in Poets
Train of Thinking
This destructive train of thinking I’ve had since YOU were born Is going off the tracks, my dear All battered, used and worn.
By Soft Duckie6 years ago in Poets
Prepare to Be
Life is Medusa Too beautiful to be Curves that turn you to stone Words like snake oil Don't look right at her Lest you're shot down
By Soft Duckie6 years ago in Poets
Three Words
this black and white anticipation this borderline hotline feeling I get from just your kind of lust I'm going to fall too fast
By Soft Duckie6 years ago in Poets
Glass Bottomed Dollars
You are glass bottomed dollars filling up my barren jar filling it up like water like nothing's there empty words I throw out at you
By Soft Duckie6 years ago in Poets
Anxiety
Tongue pressed against the roof of my mouth jaws clenched like two angry fists ready to punch through my teeth throat at the tip of my gums
By Soft Duckie6 years ago in Poets
Inside/Outside
There is no inside/outside differentiation I've become what I am all the way through Baggage has accumulated and I drag it in my middle
By Soft Duckie6 years ago in Poets
What Is
When my head can't keep up with my heart and my heart can't keep up with my head I can't remember if that's what love is
By Soft Duckie6 years ago in Poets

Soft Duckie

Bio

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Truth and Lies

Focus on me

A Place Called Home

On Me

How Can I?

Train of Thinking

Prepare to Be

Three Words

Glass Bottomed Dollars

Anxiety

Inside/Outside

What Is

Stories (15/0)