Why is it that my only choices as a woman in love are either to be fucked well or understood?
By Mikayla Rose9 months ago in Poets
cough up the map. let it spatter to the floor, wet and wrinkled, wrenched free of all the secrets you swallowed with it. laugh hoarse and bitter at the lines you drew
By Dane BH9 months ago in Poets
I used to fall like a dropped glass fast, loud, everyone looking. ﹁﹂ Now it’s slower. Annoyingly slower. Like stepping off a curb in the rain
By Milan Milic9 months ago in Poets
We Leave Behind Trash The street looks untidy this morning, crumpled cups, the sigh of yesterday’s food. Blue trash bags lurk by the closed shop doors,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 9 months ago in Poets
Bullying isn’t strength. It’s panic wearing boots. — It’s the voice that needs to be louder because it has nothing to say.
By Flower InBloom9 months ago in Poets
Scarlet staccato sunlight stiletto stabs my eyes Tattooing through trees, a tap dance on a hardwood floor The rhythmic beat reverberates through me
By Harper Lewis 9 months ago in Poets
The Daffodils The daffodils push through the soil together, yellow finding its way out of the dark. They rise without ceremony or doubt,
"I feel that I'm at that certain place in time - where I am wasting my time, frittering away my life". What life, you are a typewriter!
By Novel Allen9 months ago in Poets
I peer through my window, adorned by the howling winds' most recent design. Cold warning again, wind gusts. Dangerous conditions.
By Mary Haynes9 months ago in Poets
Prejudice is not wisdom. It is not instinct. It is not truth trying to protect itself. * Prejudice is fear wearing confidence.
No matter how much time passed, no matter how the days all flew, there was one thing he knew, she would forever stay in his memory.
By Rasma Raisters9 months ago in Poets
Begin by accepting the bare minimum, expectations so small they fit in the palm of your hand. Practice saying it’s fine in the mirror,
By Tina D. Lopez9 months ago in Poets
