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A former student assaulted two girls yesterday
A former student assaulted two girls yesterday in the woods, without a soul to hear not even from the adjacent trailer; they screamed in douleur, fear muttered from their slurred words, girls drugged with tabs, trippin bad—mad beaten and maimed— a young man actin like his ol man aye. Take it like a real woman , he ravaged like a primal beast before his boon, his humanity shot, discardin these girls in a parkin lot, caught by twelve in his trailer lot.
By Thomas Bryant2 months ago in Poets
Stonefruit
Skin soft, delicate, paper thin velvet burned by the sun. Flesh gold, honey ribboned, nectar dripping from every small cut
By Ellie Hoovs2 months ago in Poets
Fetal Position
Curled up beneath my thin blanket Rubbing my lower lip with my thumb I pray God help me I don't know what to do Please God Help me I don't know what to do
By Gene Lass2 months ago in Poets
Move now or lose it later.
'What's in motion stays in motion,' - Newton's First Law of Motion. This always applies to humans as well. As humans age, they tend to slow down; joints, memory, and muscles are all examples of "if you don't use it, you will lose it."
By Jen Phillips2 months ago in Poets
Red on White
There's a secret every girl discovers between baby dolls and the little black dress. No one warns her how much will spill,
By Tina D. Lopez2 months ago in Poets
Our Little Big World
Cooking tea with the windows open on a summer evening, I hear the familiar clatter from next door— cupboard doors, pots and pans, another family meal taking shape in unseen hands, beside our own.
By Laura Jane2 months ago in Poets
Prom Politics
In 8th grade, all of my friends went to cheerleading clinic, came to school so sore they couldn’t move, practicing herkies and toe touches
By Harper Lewis 3 months ago in Poets
He Was a Good Man
He Was a Good Man He never needed riches just to prove his worth, He carried quiet kindness from the moment of his birth, He’d stop to help a stranger when nobody else would stay, And somehow made the darkest room feel brighter in the day.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
High Tea for Werewolves
High Tea for Werewolves Both real and imaginary we navigate bodily change on an emotional and psychological level, it is too dark to read
By Alyson Smith 3 months ago in Poets
When The Moon Knows Your Secrets
When The Moon Knows Your Secrets I whispered secrets to the moon, Beneath a lonely silver tune, I told her things I couldn’t say, Then watched the darkness fade away.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
The Beauty of the Female Form
Seductive shape, an outstretched arm Beckoning to men, No eyes to tell who she is Blonde hair adorns this form. A contrasting dress of red
By Calvin London3 months ago in Poets
The Thunderstorm is Real
I remember those times I couldn’t find the door Everyone says there’s a way out But that door was invisible The times I felt stuck Those times I felt like everything was getting worse Crying every night until I fell asleep
By TheAlivePoetess3 months ago in Poets