Filthy

The Shadow's Dance. Content Warning.
In shadows deep, a thief doth tread, With silent steps, a nimble thread, A master of the darkened art, He steals with cunning, heart to heart.
By Arish Ali 2 years ago in Poets
Intentions...
He came with sexual grit, I came with spiritual intent. Willing to barter my strengths intellectually. To be protected and taken care of financially.
By Azrie'l Johnson2 years ago in Poets
Mortified!. Content Warning.
I found my pink knickers in my neighbor's garden, And my bra; whoops! I beg your pardon. I found my used tampon in my drawer,
By Carol Ann Townend2 years ago in Poets
Body Language . Content Warning.
I won’t say your name—doing so feels like breaking a pact we never quite formalized. Even back then, I deliberately withheld your name in an attempt to keep things indistinct. But time has a way of clarifying what’s important, and this unresolved conversation we never had still occupies my thoughts. Interestingly, it’s a dialogue that has been silently evolving between us over the years, although its final chapter remains unwritten.
By Dan-O Vizzini2 years ago in Poets
Nocturnal Reverie . Content Warning.
Beneath the veil of twilight's grace, Where stars adorn the vast embrace, A world awakens in the night, In silver threads of pale moonlight.
By Esther Anima2 years ago in Poets
A Mother's Love . Content Warning.
In the cradle of your arms, I found my start, A love so pure, a beating heart, Your soothing lullabies in the night, Guided me through darkness to the light.
By Esther Anima2 years ago in Poets
Release
Holding it all in Feeling like I can’t win Everything is coming loose Can’t hold on much longer Running for release Time to let it all go
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Do You Think They Noticed?. Content Warning.
It was just some fun While working on the drywall Handprints on your blouse *** That dust just gets everywhere! (Yeah, there's a backstory here.)
By Dana Crandell2 years ago in Poets
Brain Fart
My brain is foggy Stop these meaningless mind thoughts Help me out of here Any Ideas? Focus your mind on Something!!!!
By Mariann Carroll2 years ago in Poets
Packing
It’s a wobbly, hobbly bunch I crunch it all in For my journey to begin Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
AI is Coming for Your Children
Writing prompts are like casting a spell Artificial intelligence is creating a hell What they’re hiding is There’s no math in good writing
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Unblemished
The years have taken their toll on the outside But they don’t see her soul The unblemished beauty that radiates from her
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets