Tyrel Curtis

Joined June 2021

5 stories

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I take her hand, hold it close

she cries, I overdose

pondering why, her puddle of tears

gets me high.

~My native tongue is POETRY

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Blue Rose
Like a field of burning roses, distorted identities arise in sweet smoke. History, to inflate his ego. Conformity,
By Tyrel Curtis4 years ago in Poets
Welcome Home Son
Slowly opening the door Entering The gates of paradise My big brown eyes Begin to radiate From the blinding Light of the Sun.
By Tyrel Curtis4 years ago in Poets
Red Tears
In the fields so plain With hair just like wool There over the hilltop Is Scratching, shouting And hair being pulled
By Tyrel Curtis4 years ago in Poets
Through Skarlet's Eyes
The flames danced their usual routine in the fireplace. Crackling and singing as they warmed the soles of my feet. As I sit wrapped up in my blanket sipping hot chocolate to warm my soul; a familiar voice is heard in the background.
By Tyrel Curtis4 years ago in Fiction
Yesterday Used to be Tomorrow
“Attention all citizens of Cottleville, This is an announcement from your local Greater Good Services. *short pause* For the Greater Good” an android-like voice spoke through the PA system.
By Tyrel Curtis5 years ago in Futurism