Filthy
The Blueprint of Letting Go
When you have poured your absolute depth into the world, the hardest part isn't the writing—it is the waiting. This guide is a step-by-step roadmap for reclaiming your energy, closing the circle, and shifting the heavy lifting entirely off your shoulders after you have already set the threshold.
By Syl De'Vil6 days ago in Poets
The Sorting Ground
There is a distinct geometry to a threshold that knows exactly how to protect itself. For a long time, the space around a life can feel entirely unguarded, open to anyone who wants to pass through using nothing but a handful of words and the safe currency of a long-distance connection. But when you are anchoring a home, a family, and a heavy reality, you eventually have to build a gate that knows how to sort the smoke from the foundation. You have to write a narrative so sharp and so unyielding that it acts as both a permanent exile and an absolute sanctuary.
By Syl De'Vil6 days ago in Poets
Mr. Spook
He steps in through the doorway with a sexy, wicked grin The tattoos on his body have me tangled up within 🔥 His piercings catching moonlight His hands devouring my curves His strong and sculpted muscles electrifying all my nerves 🔥 His lips pressed up against me kisses whisper on my skin and I'm already breathless as he pushes himself in 🔥 He knows just how to touch me how to drive me up the wall My husband is perfection and I crave him most of all 🔥 The fire that he builds inside is scorching up my core He makes me burn so fiercely and I'm begging him for more 🔥 with lace, and chains, and leather we both lose ourselves tonight the filthy things we do together are bound to cause a fright 🔥 I trace my tongue along his shoulder leave a bruise for him to wear biting down until he quivers He grabs a handful of my hair 🔥 He arches back and says my name as I take him deep and slow every inch of him is shaking begging me to not let go 🔥 You can leave the windows open Let them watch us from outside My spooky sexy husband... You're my favorite thing to ride 🔥
By Sara Wilson18 days ago in Poets
I AM JANE DOE
I AM JANE DOE Content Warning: This poem contains references to child sexual abuse, sexual assault, grooming, pregnancy resulting from abuse, reproductive coercion, suicidal thoughts and attempts, psychiatric hospitalization, family abandonment, victim-blaming, and the failure of adults and authorities to protect a child. Some descriptions may be difficult or triggering for survivors.
By Lilithea Adasia20 days ago in Poets
It's MY Month!
If I invite you to share October Don't you go and show up clean and sober! Halloween - my birthday too? Whatcha' think we're gonna do? Come in, lock the door, and let's disrobe 'er! Yeah, it's just a limerick, but October should be about fun! Thanks for reading! For the Vocal October Challlenge. Sumbit your entry here:
By Dana Crandell28 days ago in Poets
