ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY

Joined January 2024

370 stories

Bio

Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me

Achievements (5)

Stories (370)

Filter by community

Sort by (Optional)

How to create a character flaw...
This is a poem I wrote when I was a teenager. It's been re-written a few times since I hit adulthood but it's basically just about the same as when I was 13. It's definitely something that may or may not speak to all girls of all ages everywhere.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Poets
My Anxiety
My Anxiety is a lion with a mane of barbed wire and claws made of rusty nails. It is always around when I try and fail. My anxiety is a full, week old garbage bin. It stinks when it's around and stops me from succeeding again and again.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Psyche
And you, so beautifully drunk, awaiting our first kiss....
I felt a rush of disappointed, but I knew you were having a good time drinking and getting silly with your friends. It was your birthday, so why shouldn't you get sloppy drunk if you so desired. Now here you were sitting across from me, your beautiful blonde hair slung down across your face, right in your eyes. You made faces as you attempted to blow each strand out of your field of vision. I couldn't help but laugh as you held your glass out before you demanding it to be filled like as if you were a Royal Princess. And really, you were a royal princess. For tonight you were my princess. Yes, there you were, so beautifully drunk awaiting our first kiss.....
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Confessions
A statistic like me.... Content Warning.
I was a handful in my youth. Why wouldn't I be? I was a walking statistic by the age of 3. Parents divorced at age 3. Abused at 5 years old by the babysitter.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Psyche
Better
I wish I was someone better, honest, courageous. who'd never lie, cheat, hurt you. and always listen, be there,
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Poets
Growing up gay. Top Story - September 2024.
When I was growing up: I chased this one girl around the table in our kindergarten classroom. I wanted to pretend she was the bride and I was the groom.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Pride
Nothing like a good book
I grew up in the late 60s, and by the time I hit 6, it was pretty clear I was gay. There was this girl in kindergarten I would chase around the table, just trying to steal a kiss every day.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Pride
Chicken Hearted
I am chicken hearted. I can't risk rides in fast cars or jump on swift moving carousels ...or love but each time
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Poets
Istanbul
The city holds my heart Where it sits so far away at the crossroads of the Black Sea and Marmara on the Boğaziçi strait.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Poets
Waves
Your sand, my waves you're every grain hotter than one can possibly explain. My water trickles to you at first just to tease
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Poets
Train Wreck
i bite my tongue yes, i draw my own blood, to stop the onslaught, to stop the word vomit that threatens to escape and flow.
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Poets
Open
Only you Know me My open door invites you in over and over just to break me once again Now tell me, where is a locksmith
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTYabout a year ago in Poets

ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY

Bio

Achievements .css-1svwz57-Text{display:inline-block;color:var(--text-default-mute);}(5)

Stories (370)

Filter by community

How to create a character flaw...

My Anxiety

And you, so beautifully drunk, awaiting our first kiss....

A statistic like me.... Content Warning.

Better

Growing up gay. Top Story - September 2024.

Nothing like a good book

Chicken Hearted

Istanbul

Waves

Train Wreck

Open

Achievements (5)