it would make sense if you were dead
but you're not
all the pretty memories, perhaps, maybe, would stay alive
but they don't
behind your wrinkled curtains lies the black
the raw shitty self
no god can take away your guilt
i sit peeling a boiled egg staring into your truth
i can see right through your tattered fabric
the light is weak
but i see clearly now
how pitiful it is to be you
About the Creator
Yaseen
student
My New Book is Finally Here
My poetry collection Beautiful and Brutal Things is done. It's actually done and finally published over 270 pages. Over a year of my life went into this book. More than a year, really. Long days at my computer, sometimes seven days a week because I couldn't stop even when I probably should have. Then two months of editing that felt harder than the writing itself. But it's finished, and I'm still standing, and the book is real.
By Tim Carmichael3 days ago in BookClub
Verses & Villainy: Where Crime Meets Rhyme
Welcome to The Chapter Cafe, where stories steep like strong coffee and conversation flows like ink on a page. In today’s episode, “Verses & Villainy: Where Crime Meets Rhyme,” we’re diving into the shadowy alleys of crime fiction and the lyrical landscapes of poetry.
By Kristen Barenthaler5 days ago in BookClub
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