I smash a cap on my head and r u n out breathing shallow air hoping to hell that i make it the few feet to the car as I duck my head in
By Michele Nampalliabout a year ago in Poets
Unbutton the sky from your shoulders. Fold it once, then twice. Bury it beneath the porch where the bees once slept. No one finds what the bees forget.
By Taylor Wardabout a year ago in Poets
Blood curdling pains patchworked over decades Snaking through the body triggering organs to implode upon themselves. The lupine enemy disguising itself as a mimicry of hypochondria.
By Alexis Wellmakerabout a year ago in Poets
Will I ever have your lips again? Will I ever feel your heartbeat through my fingertips? Will I ever learn to breathe and let go of what you left in me?
By Sandra Tenaabout a year ago in Poets
Deep within, the psyche swims, and fights against the tides. A secret garden in the mind, where enchantment blooms and hides.
By Mama Magdaleneabout a year ago in Poets
Regressed, More and more And further back And collapsed under my stunted growth. Will it become a solace, Or a memory far ahead?
Lord I am drowning The water is sloshing Over my head and through my brain I try to swim I try to break the surface But the waves keep pressing me down,
By Sam Spinelliabout a year ago in Poets
Feel suited for feeling unsuitable, Like disliking me is easy to do, I’m convinced: the results indisputable, I tremble in the blank face of you.
By Ameliaabout a year ago in Poets
I am an actress Every single day I put on make up The smile that says Everything’s okay The stars haven’t aligned I haven’t gotten better
By Gail Fredricksabout a year ago in Poets
Honest, I don’t know what day it is or if I am happy or if that is even real. * And there are certainly stacks of dishes older
By Sam Eliza Greenabout a year ago in Poets
I don't know why I feel like it's new, I've spent my whole life disappearing from view. I've written my notes to all I hold dear,
By Kristen Barenthalerabout a year ago in Poets
The Animus and the Yang. By Ross E F Lombardi . (a straight man) . I am a straight man who has a problem with all other straight men.
By Ross E Fortune Lombardiabout a year ago in Poets
