Free Verse
The Encounter
There are mornings when the weight of the past feels like a thick fog. After everything I have survived—the battles with health, the quiet halls of loss, and the echoes of a life I had to leave behind—I found that my greatest fear wasn't the noise, but the silence. I was afraid that if I stopped talking, I would disappear.
By Magma Star 8 months ago in Poets
The Rose at the Table
Today is International Women's Day. A day we celebrate how far women have come. And they have gone the distance. But we also remember the women before, and the women of the present, who still remain the the beautiful rose on the table.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin8 months ago in Poets





