Stream of Consciousness

object permanence. Winner in Somewhere Between Here and There Challenge.
Did I— the garage door— did I close it? the garage the click the hum the roll down I think so no I didn’t maybe did I? Check
By Sara Littleabout a year ago in Poets
A Want
It's not a need It's a want That my body turns into a need An addition turns into a need Can’t function without it Can’t think without it
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Peekaboo
peekaboo. I was lost — were you? maybe that’s the only way we’re related: both missing at the same time. - you didn’t see me.
By Iris Obscuraabout a year ago in Poets
Chains
"Damn it," I muttered, shaking my head and thinking blearily of the night before. Had I slept enough? The coffee was in the other room, which meant I would have to get up if I wanted to drink it hot.
By Alexander McEvoyabout a year ago in Poets
Send in the
"Send in the clowns" ✨ In show business, when a performance was floundering, they would call for clowns to be sent in to distract the audience and try to "paper over"the failure. That is, to salvage the negative moment and make it a positive experience with comic relief.
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
No Big Deal
no big deal. you drowned, I choke daily — just different hobbies. - no big deal. the sea took your lungs, but lungs are rubbish anyway.
By Iris Obscuraabout a year ago in Poets
Starlight and Loneliness
dreams of starlight & loneliness bad trade — speed for severance you blink / the universe shatters home already dead two million times
By Iris Obscuraabout a year ago in Poets
Checking Always Checking
Checking, always checking, the sign on our lawn waits— for someone to visit, for someone to fall in love. While I hope and wait,
By A Lady with a Penabout a year ago in Poets
And what we shall forever be
Feeling left out Feeling empty Disturb about the times Disturb about your country Declare your Washington Sick of malice
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primousabout a year ago in Poets
There are some of them
There are so many who call for peace, but bring chaos upon you. There are so many who pretend to be empathetic, but bring you neuropathy.
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda about a year ago in Poets
An Epiphany in a Cup
I light up before chores— it sets my brain mode to focus. While I wait to reach the peak, I knock out the tedious tasks.
By Baby Josieabout a year ago in Poets
Continuing On
Are you being overly sensitive to impatient tones? Probably. Silence might follow and stop the conversation with a friend and avoid feeling the intense anger a partner can cause. That connection with a partner seems harder to break, but a friendship could fall apart – you know those tender, hurt feelings! So, you don’t lay fury on friends.
By Andrea Corwin about a year ago in Poets