My grandmother’s hands show up in mine When I’m washing rice that same quick swirl, that same patience that looks like boredom
By Milan Milic10 months ago in Poets
I’ve forgiven you — right? For your creation of dreadful days and nights; for the manipulation, for the deceit and the lies. For the questions you led to which accidentally fed into some of my deepest insecurities.
By Snarky Lisa10 months ago in Poets
I lost myself in normal ways— in other people’s calendars, in “sure, I can do that,” in the bright blur of being useful.
A sleepy morning awakes to the rising sun's rays whispering sweet nothings making the roses blush Their pink petals flushed
By Colleen Walters10 months ago in Poets
My word for this year, twenty-twenty-six is 'Publish'! I have a book due this year I have been working on edits, and fix the time to finish edits with some fear
By Denise E Lindquist10 months ago in Poets
It hurts, but I will make it through. I am dying, but that won't matter to you. My heart is screaming, but you don't care to hear.
By Jaded | Pleasured (Ay! Eye Muse, Productions. Tired/Toxi)10 months ago in Poets
Wandering in empty spaces, heading to nowhere Paths full of ambiguous signs, leading to dead end. People passing by like shadows
By Andriana Sonnenblume 🌻10 months ago in Poets
When the trumpets fade When the marching stops When the drums are silent When the chants are ended When the riots cease
By Alexander McEvoy10 months ago in Poets
I saw the Milky Way on the path to our room under the dark skies of East Africa an arc so difficult to see when home with the light pollution of
By Andrea Corwin 10 months ago in Poets
You fumbled in the darkness, a place where others lived in light. You foraged days for warmth, embedding through the night.
By Latisha Jean10 months ago in Poets
Take one measure of shame, add milk, boiling water, and salt. Pour this into a bowl of flour. Then mix in two eggs. Add yoghurt and a dash of guilt
By Sun Bee10 months ago in Poets
Fixing things is never simple. You first must let go of your old life story's interpretations. They're useless in a new setting;
