Family

Loyalty . Content Warning.
What you going to do when there's snakes in the grass? If they are acting up, do they just get a pass? Can they even ask? Can they even ask? Or, does one mess up gives them an axe? You cannot like everyone, and end up a fool. You have to be smart, you have to stay cool. Then you'll know what to do... when it comes to your group! You will see the Devil's eyes... seeping through all the disguise. Stay true, don't cause division. 'cause that will destroy all you envisioned.
By Statz Williams 2 months ago in Poets
The Best Version
“As long as we’re breathing it’s not too late to change your story.” Every day we are alive is an opportunity to ‘write a new page’ in our lives.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff2 months ago in Poets
Infinite Little Things
You didn't ruin my life or save it, You just handed me small moments like loose change you found in your pockets. I remember the way you peel oranges,
By Milan Milic2 months ago in Poets
Taqueria Papa
with its laminated pictures of platas and pop cans on a tamarind countertop and its steel-frame kitchen window and the radio that echoes with gritos
By Sean2 months ago in Poets
The Room of Unsaid Things
The room was quiet—too quiet for a place meant for living. It had no decorations, no pictures on the wall, no echoes of laughter or arguments, no sign that a human heart had ever opened inside it. Only a chair sat at the center, small and wooden, as if waiting for someone to confess something the world had no room to hear.
By Kai Miller2 months ago in Poets
My Therapist Encouraged This Song
I spend my days, a basket case, and anxious When there's a million other things I'd rather do Being an empath, pleaser, couldn't be more thankless
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 months ago in Poets
Reveries
I stare out the window Mixed yesterdays collide Clashing in errant breeze. Laughing man - So tall: I was nine? Proudly, Dad watched me ride that bike
By Andrew C McDonald2 months ago in Poets
The Campfire Dies
He asked me, “Would you have stayed if we’d gone camping?” as if a child could reignite the flames of a marriage already burning down to ash.
By Jesse Lee2 months ago in Poets
Skulls under the growth . Runner-Up in Roots and Branches Challenge. Top Story - December 2025.
You see a tree? I get the idea, my grandparents are the trunk, my parents branches, me a stick My kids the leaves I get the concept
By Sam Spinelli2 months ago in Poets
Little Legs Dangling. Top Story - December 2025.
I peek at my little boy and realise he’s no longer a baby. 👣 Sleeping peacefully, his little legs hang through his cot —
By Sandy Gillman2 months ago in Poets
Two Sisters
Introduction This is a sonnet about the Moon and her Sister enjoying their company in the night sky, inspired by this beautiful image I found in Debbie's Magical Brew on Facebook here:
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred - EBA2 months ago in Poets
Wander-Root
She was born in a village so small that the wind knew everyone by name, where morning sunlight entered through mud-hut cracks
By Alexander Mind2 months ago in Poets