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From the Outside In From the outside in, I can tell something is off... But it's probably just too early. Or you've got a busy day you're not ready for.
By Tessa Celeste8 years ago in Poets
A Letter From a Mother
To protect and serve, they tell us How are we being protected when we are more afraid of you, than we are of the people you tell us are criminals? I tried for my son. The city kept pushing at him, hurting him, to the point he had to start doing drugs. I asked—no, I begged him to stop because I knew it would get him killed… technically it did.
By Savannah McCain8 years ago in Poets
Island 🌴
Sometimes I feel myself drifting Like ducklings away from their mother. Like sands away from an island. Like passion away from my lover.
By Inae'e Aidoo8 years ago in Poets
Growing
He is wrapped up in Santa jammies, towhead bent over sugar crisp cereal and fingers curled around orange plastic;
By Teyana Jackson8 years ago in Poets
Near
Anxiety is crippling, It entangles your mind with an endless web of lies. Unable to hear truth through your mental cries,
By Shaye MacKenzie8 years ago in Poets
Puzzles
You are someone's missing piece. In your past you tried to make yourself fit into places that were not meant for you, you tried and tried to be loved by someone who couldn't figure you out.
By Jewel Guerzo8 years ago in Poets
Lightning Linda
Lightning Linda's Swiping Tinder'sMatches, Snatches, Biting FindersBring her catches home to sin;Delightful cinder lighting LinderBrighter life, full, likes a trifleStifle, chokes and smokes a pipe. Alldressed in white, her grin is tighteningFight she might, 'cuz Linda's Lightning.
By D8 years ago in Poets
Young One
Your eyes are fascinated by your hands, And how your hands are subservient to your mind. Your mind is finally putting a face to your mother’s name,
By E I A _8 years ago in Poets
Perfection In A Moment
she awoke to the golden warmth of the sun she looked him in the eyes and felt the security she needed for the first time When he looked at her he knew her..he loved her
By Nica McLaughlin8 years ago in Poets
Restless Mind
Brain so loud I don't want to close these eyes. But I'm so tired, But maybe if I tried. It's so overwhelming, The things that go on inside.
By L S8 years ago in Poets
Me Too
Me too! Me too! I scream but only air of exhaust slips from my lips Words won't form I sit silent Me too! Me too ! Silent cries inside
By Branslie Muffin0x Gilles8 years ago in Poets
Curiosity
I don't know.I move the same way you do, brother. With the same curiosity.You simply appear to be missing from me... in what feels like the strangest way possible.
By Elleonay8 years ago in Poets