There is the feeling that I enter into conversations the same as how I parallel park. An initial excitement: an opening I can wedge into. Anticipation
By Hannah E. Aaron2 years ago in Poets
How were we able to see the shore through the swirling clouds of the storm, reach home through the crashing waves pulling us down under,
By Lizzy Rose2 years ago in Poets
traced upon the brick road each crack and imperfection from years of treading what once was a bright red has faded to a dusky rose
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
My feet chose to defeat roads without cheat codes, in a cheap robe where the peach grows in a bleached grove. When I reach lows I will teach droves of impeached crows
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Poets
My worst-case scenario handbook was missing the final chapters. I tried to survive but my demise was terrorized by your tired laughter.
I’ve tried going numb Always feeling like I’m under someone’s thumb When I do what they want I’m their hero When I’m anything else I’m scum
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
In a pond near a quaint little bog, Lived a spry and quite jolly green frog. He'd leap and he'd bound, with a joyful sound, In his own little damp, squishy log.
By Christina Barger2 years ago in Poets
No matter the rest, or the food that I consume, or the changes I make to my lifestyle, my energy ebbs and flows. Countless times I've worked relentlessly,
By Haley M.T.2 years ago in Poets
Life has made her cruel. Life has made her hard. Life has made her cynical, critical, and distrustful. Life has fucked up her mind.
By Lindsey Altom2 years ago in Poets
Poetry Demands that I spit on the page and describe dark eyes as something With all the likeness of a black hole, not oil, because there is no light.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
We see how life's threads are all woven together in the dance of dawn and dusk. A music of happiness and sadness, - Every note is a win or a loss.
By Jason “Jay” Benskin2 years ago in Poets
You're throwin' darts but you "don't keep score" another bullseye to my heart then you question why I'm on the floor. Daisy chain around my neck
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
