Eli Glen

Joined June 2021

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Hug Me, I'm Scared (But Not Too Tight)
There’s an ache in my heart A tightness in my chest A whisper in my ear “Run.” My feet can’t hit the ground fast enough
By Eli Glen 4 years ago in Poets
Toby Cat
Bright green eyes filled with fear Fur risen, ears flattened. Toby runs away when I come near, Like I'm a prison and he's threatened.
By Eli Glen 5 years ago in Poets
My Middle School Was Sketchier Than Yours
Picture it- some small town in North Carolina, a middle school rumored to be a former prison. The windows were barred, some classrooms were simply trailers, and it was the only middle school in the district. I was a chubby little girl with a weird penchant for pretending I was a horse when walking in line. I also had a weird wardrobe- my first day at the middle school I sported a crushed velvet tracksuit that was a deep purple all over.
By Eli Glen 5 years ago in Confessions
For Richard
Ten months Ten months since I met you But it feels like an eternity full of laughter and care. It’s only been ten months
By Eli Glen 5 years ago in Poets
Somebody That I Used to Know
Author's Note: This poem might be triggering to victims of abuse, and while this poem was cathartic to write, it may be difficult to read. I also apologize for the Spanish that I left untranslated, but know that many non-native English speakers have to translate themselves and their experiences daily for the rest of us in English-speaking nations. With that, I hope that you can't relate to this, but if you can, I hope you find comfort and catharsis in my words and in the knowledge that you are not alone. If you can't, I hope the intimate view of a piece of my life experience helps you in some way.
By Eli Glen 5 years ago in Poets
The Morning Light
When the scars of night meet the morning rays And the blood on your hands can’t be cleaned, When you have hurt others in too many ways
By Eli Glen 5 years ago in Poets
My Mistress
The night has fallen, I can’t find the day The dark is daunting, the despair so deep I can’t get out; oh, there must be a way!
By Eli Glen 5 years ago in Poets
The Past
The past is past, they always say You must keep living day by day; But in my dreams the past is here, And my world of color turns to gray.
By Eli Glen 5 years ago in Poets