Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
We bought a little robot To help us clean the floor. It wasn't real expensive, We could have spent much more, * But all the bells and whistles,
By Dana Crandell7 months ago in Poets
For years after I came out my mother would ask me if I was sick. "You're too skinny," she would say. It was an accusation more than an observation.
By F Cade Swanson7 months ago in Poets
I'm trembling in the car outside of the ER. ___I think I'm dying ___or maybe I'm losing control of my mind ___or perhaps it's a heart attack
By K. Kocheryan7 months ago in Poets
Up the stairway And through the hallway Lie a very rich old man He was a stringy little maggot They called him Scrooge in the end
By Sarah Danaher7 months ago in Poets
"It's in stone." you used to say about your plans. "Stones break." I would proclaim. "Not this stone." You said it so certainly.
By Daniel K7 months ago in Poets
You, I, and she wait in the car for our story to change. It’s rainy, always rain. The chill bites to the bones like
By Sam Eliza Green7 months ago in Poets
Smooth is beyond the word heard but the emotions felt. How you dance with compassion to a violin in minor creating a frequency that ushers to the soul.
By Wendoly velazquez7 months ago in Poets
I choose how to use the striated muscles of my arms, Who to reach for, when to hold myself, But the smooth muscles of my gut I do not control,
By Hannah Moore7 months ago in Poets
Heartbreak, Agonising pain, Grief, Sorrow, Depth of depression. ** Joy of anticipation, Laughter from the belly, Happiness,
By Colleen Millsteed 7 months ago in Poets
Oh, to indulge and be a child again To drink a glass of milk with chocolate chip cookies And throw away my worries And to feel very zen.
By Daphsam7 months ago in Poets
Staff gets scared... I dared to visit when I could to get it (a new laptop). Just like I said I would... * Store is surrounded...
By Kendall Defoe 7 months ago in Poets
At night I would cry because I believed in the boogyman; Alone I would scream because I stopped believing in you. The fight was not lost, you surrendered,
By Jollyoddbod Poetry7 months ago in Poets