It begins with a hush so wide you could walk across it— a pond before the stone, skin of the world stretched, waiting. ***
By Denise Larkinabout a year ago in Poets
Would you like to vanish with the no-named fellow Who keeps following you around without permission Do you wish to recede in low-lit spaces
By Marilyn Gloverabout a year ago in Poets
I can't say what I think cause it might hurt your feelings I can't say what I feel and that keeps me from healing I can't share what's on my mind
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsdenabout a year ago in Poets
Watch me from a distance I asked you for so little But you gave me so much resistance Watch me as I’ve outgrown you You weren’t there to begin with
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Shackled to My Anxiety It Is Like My Worst Nightmare Come True: Saying goodbye to a beloved loved one Planes falling from the sky.
By Mariann Carrollabout a year ago in Poets
I've been smoldering since the flint was struck. In the bellows, caged only by my ribs, enough hot, dry, salted air to stroke the tinder with every breath.
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
I am my own worst enemy. The nemesis in the mirror. You dont have to torture me because I already do. I have practiced this reckoning
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Poets
“For Ernesto Ayala Jr., who dared to stand in light while the system cloaked itself in shadows.” Ernesto Ayala Jr., you will not vanish from memory.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a year ago in Poets
So tired This body is barely surviving Attached to strings These thoughts are never ending So electrifying Through the strings
By CotardDelusionzabout a year ago in Poets
Bleak but violently bleeding Silently screaming My limit receding Anxiety exceeding Delirium increasing OCD slowly feasting
You smile politely when you see her walk across the room; You lie through your teeth and say, "it's nice to see you again."
By Natalie Grayabout a year ago in Poets
In a war room to to pray and ask questions in hopes of answers. _____________ Wondering and wandering allowing one to pray and ask and
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Poets
