The Hour That Watches Back The eye does not blink, it listens, gears whisper in its quiet pupil, a thousand small teeth turning,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 7 months ago in Poets
I have a dress I got for $5 at Roses in East Charlotte, white with navy blue and golf green stripes, looks like vintage Lacoste from the late seventies or
By Harper Lewis 7 months ago in Poets
I thought you were dead A memory long gone An infection of illusion I sang your death song Threw dirt over your corpse In hopes you’d never darken my minds door
By Atomic Historian7 months ago in Poets
I Burned our Love Letters Burned love letters, ash on my hands, I watched them curl into smoke, into silence. Your name broke apart in the firelight,
Man was created In His image Male and female Made a little lower Than the angels Given power Over all beasts And every creeping thing
By Cheryl E Preston7 months ago in Poets
A Dark Wing for a Birthday The crow sits where the heart should open, black feathers drinking in the light, its gaze steady, knowing too much,
The Missing Pieces Speak Half a face, and still it breathes, still it tries to remember its own shape, lines trembling where the edges break,
Question of firsts . Is it in who asks first? What does the asking? Question is which that procedes? Then, the question is addressed to whom?
By Diana7 months ago in Poets
Back when I had fingernails, before I anxiously bit them all off, they had dirt resting underneath them that sparkled with memories and echoes of laughter
By Mikayla Rose7 months ago in Poets
I learnt last April aperire means open not legs, tho For Greeks and Romans April of Rebirth and regrowth Was dedicated
By Paul Stewart7 months ago in Poets
The Fairytale Wedding White lace falling soft and slow, flowers placed with careful hands, every detail shaped to shine,
I. Gum on the ceiling. gum on the walls. Stuck there for years. II. I wonder how the teacher before failed to see them
By Dean Traylor7 months ago in Poets
