ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)

Joined June 2022

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~ American feminist living in Sweden ~ SHE/HER

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Round
Round in the middle, round in my head, round in love, round in bed, round in circles where others smirk at my arse in my tight, slick, skirt.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)about a year ago in Poets
Songless
Reaching for the phone to call for help Eight in the morning, beer in hand You grabbed my arm, pushed me down Thrust my skull to the floor
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
Eye for an Eye
Lash by lash, plucked tears ooze, sodden screams, fearless dreams, pay or noose. Loser's fare to past regrets, no one remembers, no one forgets. Strong men muted, eyes fall to the ground, revolts from battles, mocked unsound.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
Forever Loved
Pen a letter of support to 2SLGBTQ+ youth Dear You, I didn't know when I held your tiny body to mine that life would be unfair, unkind, a struggle or cruel. Not for you. Not for you. My world swirled in rainbows from the day you were mine, nothing else mattered other than you being happy.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Pride
Hearts
Painted on you, in you, carved, like a heart pressed into the printmaker's Palm lies a desperate creator, blessed with oils of thyme, vin rouge, doused
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
Old Enough; Surviving Summer
Clara, being Pearl's niece gets told what to do as I am still a guest in their house, not family. I have always wanted to live with Pearl but now that I am here, I miss Paw-Paw like crazy. Who knew my sleepy eyed, sometimes grumpy ole grandfather would be missed at all? It wasn't until Clara had set up a card table for kids and we all washed up and sat down that I heard why I was at Pearl's in the first place. A kid's mind seems to stay in the present, not wander too far into the future or dwell on the past, at least that's so in my case.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Chapters
Blocked
I got nothin' Zip-zip-zip-a-roo I got nothin', nothin', nothin' for you Twinkles of stories float through my mind Still got nothin', my brain's gone blind
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Writers
Tracking
Last. I saw you laughing with a big, red, cup by the fire. Last. I saw you dancing with yourself, as if you'd never tire. Last. I saw you puking on the curb,
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
Old Enough; Surviving Summer
Pearl's house has different rules than me and Paw-Paw's, we must try our best to sit still and not bother Pearl's in and out family unless they say something to us first. Cousins, uncles, old feeble looking blood family strolled through like ants on watermelon. Clara and I sip our cold sweet tea on the living room floor and gobble up vanilla wafers pretending to like playing Old Maids while whispering about stuff we overhear.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Chapters
Speak to Me
Your eyes could stare a hole through the ground, speak to me, please? You've been sitting out here all night; I've seen you from my window.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
Mamma?
Mamma? Yes? ~*needed*~ Will you sit next to me? Yes. ~*I wish I could forever*~ Mamma? Yes? ~*smiling inside~* I like it when you do that while we watch a movie.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
Anniversary Slam
Aphotic, acrostic, apocalyptic dive never knowing in my darkness if I will survive now is the deepest, swimming toward the light
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets