ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)

Joined June 2022

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~ American feminist living in Sweden ~ SHE/HER

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breath tumbles, rises, falls breath of now, control is lost feel time, does it pause? feel fear, sorrow, loss touch touch keyboard keys
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
Blue Midnight. Top Story - September 2024.
Blue Midnight hurts; my soul is regurgitating pain from those before me and those with me now in the shadows of darkness. I am silent yet my mind replays the choices, the sickness and the fear of never having a window that will open and allow me to breathe peacefully.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
Old Enough
As ya'll know, the absolute highlight of my summer was sleeping over at my best friend forever's house; meeting Clara changed a lot in me and today I got my first letter from her.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Chapters
Toe-tally
It's the end of a well trodden path, I am not where I want to be nor lost; I am hidden in dusty archives, under decades of questioning that word, that world called TRUTH. Yea, truth is best uncovered, no matter how cold it is, how old it is and where it leaves us. Truth can lead to blindness. You know about this, am I right again?
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
Silent Rules
Scissors, paper, rock Icing on the cake Learn from your mistakes Eat what's on your plate Never burn bridges Count no chickens before they hatch
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
Old Enough
Missing my best friend forever is the worst feeling in the world. My Paw-Paw suggested instead of sending letters in the mail that I simply give them to Pearl when she comes around. Pearl! There's big news to share in regards to her, too.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Chapters
Nature Leads
'Tis early September, the night of the Buck Moon when day begins to concede and night seeps in slowly as if it had no knowledge of the hours and months ahead that it would overtake.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
Blobby
Blobbity blobbity bloppity bloop Bonkers, slighted, what's the scoop? Bullocks of blobs, cobs and screws Bloppity bloppity bloppity blue
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Writers
Old Enough
How can one night change a kid like me, or anyone for that matter? I don't know the answers but I do know I grew up a whole lot after sleeping over in what felt like another world entirely different than my own. Part of me wants to not think so much, to just be a kid who plays checkers, pretends to be a spy or astronaut and can forget all about the troubles this dumb ole world has. Something tells me those kind of days are soon over.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Chapters
Shake, Rattle and Roll
i don't drink dry martinis i don't wear string bikinis i am not a rattle snake i am solid never fake i melt in your mouth
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
Is it Just?
Listen to Freedom, WRITE ON! It's a job, or am I a bot? Am I real, or am I not? Do I truly love my role, managing people I do not know?
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
Flicker, Flicker
fire in my gut, fire in my feet, my eyes, my heart, my breath raging, roaring, frothing my fire is green rising unyielding
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets