Lying there where the darkness rests A place next to me at the table, Your empty plate and cup. But will never be my you.
By Edward Smithabout a month ago in Poets
I cast aside the poison that was never mine— The borrowed venom, the projected blame. No longer host to fear or silent shame, I redraw every boundary, line by line.
By J Babout a month ago in Poets
A house that I could tell you about. The colour of the door. How it looked inside the kitchen. The shape of the stairs coming up to your front door. I could tell you about all of that.
(SAVANNAH 2025) MORNiNG MOONS…AFTER HOURS. AFTER NiGHTS LAUGHiNG SO HARD ONE FORGETS WHERE THE jUNK DRAWER iS…OR iSN’T? THAT iS A QUESTiON FOR BiRDS FLYiNG LOW ENOUGH & SLOW ENOUGH TO STARTLE SOME FiSH WiTH SOME HOPE FOR SOME ANSWERS.
By jAKE RiCHARDSONabout a month ago in Poets
Come in. October is still warm enough to leave the windows cracked, cold enough to pull a blanket over your feet. There are leaves on the sidewalk, orange lights in windows, plastic skeletons waving from somebody’s porch.
By A. Bellabout a month ago in Poets
How dare you? You said the word. We agreed not to ever . E V E R . EVER say that word to one another. You promised.
By Julie Lacksonenabout a month ago in Poets
there were rooms kitchen. two bedrooms. a tiny bathroom that the faucet would drip out of for all of june. we never called about it.
Alcoholic women Alcoholic women with no pride, That is what you call them as they stumble by, You see the bottle inside their hand, But never stop to understand.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a month ago in Poets
The chair sits empty where you used to sit. Sat. Where you sat. Even though you were never really here at all. Mentally.
By Bria Lamonicaabout a month ago in Poets
Choc bars are getting smaller yet prices are sky high Why are chocolate bars getting smaller, Yet prices are sky high? I looked at one this morning, And nearly started to cry.
THE LIGHTNING STRUCK MY TELEVISION AERIAL The lightning struck my television aerial, The picture went straight off, I nearly choked upon my butty, And all I could do was cough.
THE COFFEE CUP EXPLODED The coffee cup exploded, Coffee went flying through the air, The teapot and the kettle Could do nothing but stare.
