Muchtar Suryawan

Joined July 2021

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Pieces Stitched Together by Twilight
you are a splash of pink in the vast blueness above that shouldn't be there . your edges fit alongside his to fill in the gap in the sky
By Muchtar Suryawan7 months ago in Poets
Six Ways of Looking at a Spider
I. It jumps upon the couch And a scream erupts The spider hops away in fear. II. . Weaving and twirling In the air
By Muchtar Suryawanabout a year ago in Poets
Need to Do Better. Content Warning.
Meals left uneaten, bites of chicken or handfuls of rice in the trashcan Under the darkness of night, they run their hands over their body
By Muchtar Suryawanabout a year ago in Poets
would you love me if i was a worm?. Top Story - August 2024.
My first attempt at an independent zine. :) I've become quite a bug lover; if you are too, tell me a fun bug fact! Thank you for reading!
By Muchtar Suryawanabout a year ago in Poets
Friendship is Heartbreak
friendship is heartbreak it is caring for someone so much that their pain is reflected in you it causes an ache in your chest
By Muchtar Suryawanabout a year ago in Poets
haunted . Content Warning.
he wants to see me to tell me when i’m near the moon shines brighter a luminescent soft light pulled tides pulling closer
By Muchtar Suryawan2 years ago in Poets
Splattered Red. Content Warning.
He was a sweet, young man. He was a senior in high school, with dreams to go to college and become a doctor so that he could help other Black men feel comfortable when they needed help.
By Muchtar Suryawan2 years ago in Fiction
The Last New Day With Her. Top Story - February 2024.
A warm, yellow light began to peek under the bottom of the fridge — the start of a new day. Right on cue, a shadow fell across the strip of light. A black nose immediately stuck itself in the gap between the fridge door and the floor, the white, furry mustache below the twitching nose visible in the slowly disappearing darkness.
By Muchtar Suryawan2 years ago in Fiction
never ending cycle
and yet we failed, and I will never know how broken I made you feel when I crushed your heart with my damning words that I never meant to be so very
By Muchtar Suryawan2 years ago in Poets
The point of writing
As someone who hopes to make a career out of writing, I sure do struggle with writing. Simply put, this mental block usually exists because I always feel like my words don’t come out the way I want them to, or how they should.
By Muchtar Suryawan2 years ago in Writers
Why I Haven't Posted
The page stays empty When I can’t find the words The blinking cursor taunts me . I stare into space blankly My unblinking eyes burn
By Muchtar Suryawan2 years ago in Poets
Misty Existence
She disappears with the mist. When she calls out, no one hears. Did she ever exist? . Invisible to the world, her cheeks were kissed
By Muchtar Suryawan2 years ago in Poets