Joelle E N

Joined October 2021

100 stories

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Poet & Storyteller ✨

Her heart was made of liquid sunsets 🌅 - Virginia Woolf

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Breath
Living happens When you stop treading water Because you finally have enough of what it takes inside you To float
By Joelle E N2 months ago in Poets
dear full moon 🌕
dear full moon– give me a chapter to wait for an ending worth reading and turning the page for * make what’s disjointed and wrong
By Joelle E N2 months ago in Poets
ctrl+alt+delete. Top Story - July 2025.
Delete the narrative that tells you you must shrink yourself for other people, making yourself a fraction so they can feel whole
By Joelle E N6 months ago in Poets
invincible
brand new beginnings can arrive like a sunrise in endless winter
By Joelle E Nabout a year ago in Poets
Survival
Four-and-a-half years of pure torture But not without purpose. You held Me in the dark while the world Watched me fight for breath–the
By Joelle E Nabout a year ago in Poets
Second Glance. Top Story - May 2024.
Butterflies can’t compare To the ocean– . A gravity deeper than the sea Pulled in toward the earth . When you look at me
By Joelle E N2 years ago in Poets
god
a love above all other loves a hatred without reason a container for anything under a white steeple . god was just a barren idea
By Joelle E N2 years ago in Poets
somehow, someway
you don’t have to know how you just have to keep going even when the night is long even as the wind’s blowing * somehow, someway, it’s going to be okay
By Joelle E N2 years ago in Poets
Glaciers
I want to melt your glaciers Slowly Over time With the warmth of your heart on mine . I will protect you when the ice breaks through
By Joelle E N2 years ago in Poets
Untethered. Top Story - November 2023. Content Warning.
I want the whirring flames to stop I want to find myself again I want to feel my feet touch earth I want to call myself a friend
By Joelle E N2 years ago in Poets
Mornings with You
I’ve missed the light Slanting through the window– Sipping-coffee-kind-of-simple Mornings with you
By Joelle E N2 years ago in Poets
Simple Power
A witch’s power Is her word. * Every line and rhyme An incantation * Speaking into existence The life I’ve raised from ashes,
By Joelle E N2 years ago in Poets