Have you heard of the game chameleon? I fear I play it far too well. Skilled to pretend i’m something i’m not. I am what you say you sell.
By Latisha Jean10 months ago in Poets
On Christmas morning, you will be woken in a start, your son and daughter, their eyes twinkling, will demand their presents,
By Kera Hollow10 months ago in Poets
A disarray of giant white and pink balloons lined the old dance hall. Had the others asked for them? Or had they been like me—
By Love Odessa 10 months ago in Poets
Love bombing, whether romantic or platonic, is strategic manipulation. The intimacy of trust is an innocence unlike any other—
I used to watch the sky for you. If your voice went tight, I’d start gathering blankets soft words, extra patience, a laugh to lighten the room
By Milan Milic10 months ago in Poets
The Party Died Too Soon The lights hung low, a quiet hum filled the hall. Glasses clinked softly, voices carried half-formed laughs.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
seven long years now since our paths crossed nothing has changed I am still excited to check my phone for messages I am still thinking of you
By Windchime10 months ago in Poets
I am the tree laid bare by winter, all sandpaper bark and the hollowness of a thing almost-dead, holding my breath in the fractured light of the perpetual confessional,
By Chloë J.10 months ago in Poets
The Locksmith’s Revenge He worked in silence, keys spread like knives across the table. Each lock he touched remembered his touch, betrayed its weakness.
My skull, a volcano My hair, lava because it flowed down my back ACDC logo humped my black t shirt Sunshine, that asshole, burst through the windows
By DJ Robbins10 months ago in Poets
I made a room inside my day where nobody gets to interrupt me. No phone buzzing like a bee, no “be positive,” No rushing to fix the feeling
Be Prepared, Always Take a Taxi The night stretches wide, the streets gleam with caution. Feet weary, laughter fading into the distant hum.
