Carolina Borges

Joined September 2020

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I've been pouring my soul onto paper and word docs since 2014

Poet of motherhood, memory & quiet strength

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An Eerie Whisper
Footsteps behind me Stop when my heartbeat goes still But no one is there
By Carolina Borges3 months ago in Poets
Voice Behind the Wall
Something in the walls Knows the rhythm of my bones It taps back at night
By Carolina Borges3 months ago in Poets
Beautifully Subtle Fear
Moonlight holds its breath Shadows lean too far toward me Someone else exhaled
By Carolina Borges3 months ago in Poets
The Room I Stayed In
I’m sitting in a room I barely recognize. The walls are chipped. The corners hold pieces of me I swear I threw away. Old versions of myself are scattered everywhere— the girl who begged for love, the one who let everything slide, the one who thought she’d never make it out alive.
By Carolina Borges3 months ago in Poets
Becoming Her Mother
The day I found out I had a girl, the world shifted. Suddenly every scar I carried felt like a map I didn’t want her to follow. Every lesson I learned the hard way became a prayer— whispered for her to never have to repeat.
By Carolina Borges3 months ago in Poets
The Woman He Comes Home To
Most days, I measure myself against women who seem to breathe through it — the ones with clean counters, warm dinners, soft voices that never crack.
By Carolina Borges3 months ago in Poets
Light Through the Cracks
My walls were split by grief I could not hide, The fractures spreading deeper every year. I patched with pride, with anger, even lies, But still the shadows found their way in here.
By Carolina Borges3 months ago in Poets
The Slow Departure
We spoke in sparks that lit the darkest skies, Our laughter stitched the silence into flame. But time grew teeth, and distance sharpened lies, Until your voice became a stranger’s name.
By Carolina Borges3 months ago in Poets
Echoes of My Father
I saw your laughter circle through the air, My husband with our child, her joy untamed. And in that glow, a shadow lingered there— My father’s ghost, in memory unnamed.
By Carolina Borges4 months ago in Poets
A Haunting Fall
leaves scatter like ghosts, rustling their forgotten names back into the earth.
By Carolina Borges4 months ago in Poets
The Drop
The air holds its breath. So do I. A glass tipped but not shattered. A tide gathering but not breaking. Behind me— the familiar ache of footprints. Ahead— a blur sharp as a blade, a horizon that asks for blood.
By Carolina Borges4 months ago in Poets
After the Climb
I reached the top, breath ragged, knees shaking, and for a moment— it was everything. The view stretched wide, sky spilling into forever. I thought it would feel like victory. I thought it would feel like rest.
By Carolina Borges4 months ago in Poets

Carolina Borges

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An Eerie Whisper

Voice Behind the Wall

Beautifully Subtle Fear

The Room I Stayed In

Becoming Her Mother

The Woman He Comes Home To

Light Through the Cracks

The Slow Departure

Echoes of My Father

A Haunting Fall

The Drop

After the Climb

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