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That's the Job
I was never just cotton and cheap thread, some toy from a shelf nobody remembers buying. I was the thing she grabbed when the yelling started and her old man's face turned ugly and her mother said, "get your shoes, we're leaving now."
By Tina D. Lopez4 months ago in Poets
Poop on Them First
Poop on Them First Some folks throw mud with a crooked grin, Waiting and hoping your doubts creep in. They gossip, sneer, and play their game, Thinking they’ll leave you carrying blame.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
In the Calmness
In the calmness, you see how abundant you are. But it was the long nights, The aching determination that build the flow for abundance to come.
By Rachael Anra4 months ago in Poets
NOW SET SPINNING
The sun rises Stirring the world awake With a subtle display. Something is stirring inside me A heart that is not quite new.
By Brittany Callaway4 months ago in Poets
Empty
Floods and droughts, inside and out, salt water freshly pouring from ducts, desiccating interior landscapes once lush with animals,
By Harper Lewis 4 months ago in Poets
My Castle
Nary a stone block Not a spire in sight Decidedly lacking a gate or moat No grand staircase or chandeliers * My castle,
By Julie Lacksonen4 months ago in Poets
To Mock a Killingbird
Some craniums would better serve the world as containers for geraniums, red like Mayella’s in broken jars on windowsills,
By Harper Lewis 4 months ago in Poets
Butterfly Boy 🦋 💙
Your Sweet like a Dessert, Your Lips Are Soft As Rose Petals Your Touch is My Comfort, When I Can't Sleep, Sometimes In My Mind I Hear Your Lullaby... I Whisper To The Stars at Night I Envision Your Face in The Candle Light, Like A Marshmallow You Melt My Heart, With The Flames Of Your Love... A Sapphire of Hope Shines, When I See Your Face I Dream Of Jelly Beans And Sweet Tarts, You Are My Confectionery Lover... Lay With Me Underneath The Cotton Candy Clouds... If Ever We Were To Depart, Your Heart Would Be My Northern Star, Always Leading Me To Where You Are...
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)4 months ago in Poets
News
Did you hear the news today Or did you fuck off to the desert to shoot lizards with a toy sling shot? Your watch, a cracked artifact from the late 1900’s; novelty tied to a human hand grenade.
By Emily Adams4 months ago in Poets
Hand on My Heart: Shhhh
You. You. Leave the room less. Shell is my body. Are you? No. Magnetsresistingrepel My god, you left your coffee cup on the counter
By Paul Aaron Domenick4 months ago in Poets
Where the Crows Remember
Where the Crows Remember The branches stretch like broken hands Across a cold and silent sky. Black feathers gather without sound, As if they know the reason why.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets
Poison’s Promise
Poison’s Promise A serpent circled where innocence once grew, Its fangs kissed silence with a venomous grin. The crimson fruit held secrets no soul outlived, A feast where every ending chose to begin.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 4 months ago in Poets