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Tea Time
Tea bags still soaking in chipped porcelain, pecking at cracks, and caressing stains that linger in molars. Finely ground specs,
Jamie WilkinsonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsGhost Love
Is that a lightning or just Zeus playing with his lightening bolt? How can I tell? I am drunk on Noah's grape booze. I am drunk, and all just seems blur
Harydo NeonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsA Fight is Coming
Will we need to fight, Get off our asses, And make things right. The world has gone crazy, And our future is at risk,
Karen CommanePublished 7 years ago in PoetsThe Key
The Key? Your smile illuminates my heart, melting the stone cocoon created from heartbreak. Your laughter casts a light in a dark tunnel.
Kourtney RisherPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWell of Tears
Why did you do it? We were getting on so well, Why did you say it? Like a kid you show and tell, And I didn’t think you were like that, baby,
Chloe UrquhartPublished 7 years ago in PoetsDeer
A hardened shell of sticky fur, the likes of botched taxidermy writing on the winter roadside in shades of brown and red.
Jamie WilkinsonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsMoon, Waning
how do you search for the moon among night-stained trees? Sirius, Orion, Ursa Major, the minor key in circles, the moon by smaller circles
Daisy LennonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsFlowers from a Recluse
Rick looked out of the window into a world he was afraid of as the sun silhouetted the dark corners of his bedroom. As he watched the tree leaves blow in the wind from across the street, he could only think of flowers.
Kourtney RisherPublished 7 years ago in Poets