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Love Letters To Olympia and A Story With Romantic Poetics
When I first came across the Instagram poet Love Letters To Olympia, I was attracted to it by the rawness of her work. It was nice to have something you can completely relate to even if I couldn't relate to the situation it was written about. She also has an interesting habit of leaving notes with her poetry on them in cities she is in. You can understand why I was ecstatic when she agreed to answer a few questions.
By Belle Denka8 years ago in Poets
Why Bother
Why bother things will always remain the same. Why bother you will always talk to me like the nothingness I am. Why bother there will always be the absence of the love I yearn for.
By Benita Gonzalez8 years ago in Poets
Inside My Mind
I look around, And I'm surrounded by darkness. All I feel is the cold air around me, And the cool solid ground beneath my feet.
By Ilana Weiss8 years ago in Poets
The ABCs of Breakfast
Although apples are almost always altruistic, Berries behave best before breakfast. Cereal can create commutative crunch.
By Christopher DeLisle8 years ago in Poets
The Ugly Girl
I confess, This has become an obsession. Not just for me, But society as a whole. From competing for popularity in school,
By Ilana Weiss8 years ago in Poets
Mirror Her
Somebody has been living in my closet and I know who it is. It is my enemy, who was once my friend. I shared my dreams and deepest secrets with her.
By Latiesha Silas8 years ago in Poets
False Indigo
I embodied silk, black sheets, but you were nothing but bleach; staining my soul and eradicating my thread count until I was no longer recognizable—until I was a simple rag, fraying and falling apart in your hands a little more every day.
By Miranda (Randy) Kristine8 years ago in Poets
Mystery Man
I was walking down the street. I noticed a man following me. He looked at the way I wore my clothes He looked at me as if I were a doll
By Everything Aushane8 years ago in Poets
No More Opposites
In feasting famine, through fickle fact; by arid water and faux-pas tact; Through fortunate curse and luminous black, we all must learn that opposites attract.
By Christopher DeLisle8 years ago in Poets
Growing Pains
There is a rattling In my chest Like a heart That is trying to beat But instead Is being beaten. There is a Rattling
By Brooke Holland8 years ago in Poets
Heaven’s Rain
Heaven’s rain can wash away memories in dust The prints where once stood man or beast in battle or in thought Stories flow through furrowed ground, feeding flowers and rust
By Christopher DeLisle8 years ago in Poets
Breaking Me Down
I sit alone in the dark with my coffee, pillow, and blankets. Hiding away from the world around me. I look out the window as the day passes by.
By Laura Copeland8 years ago in Poets