Prose

It’s Not About the Money
I often sit and ponder What’s in a dollar Not what is it made of But what it makes for us Often it’s very little And it’s only getting smaller
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Broken up
Oct 5 2023 Since we broke up The sunrises have been some of the prettiest, to ever wake me up And I’m trying to be kind,
By AJ2 years ago in Poets
The Recruit
I walk into the office. Everyone stares as I find my space.
By Hummingbird2 years ago in Poets
My soul claims all your love
In the silence of the night, my soul calls you, Claim all your love, without any plot. Like the river flowing to the sea,
By Hendrik SancheZ2 years ago in Poets
Love, Madness, and Marriage: Navigating the Complexities of Human Relationships
In the realm of human emotions, few experiences rival the intensity and unpredictability of falling in love. It's a phenomenon often celebrated as divine, yet lurking beneath its surface lies a dangerous madness—a madness that can wreak havoc on the stability of marriages if left unchecked.
By Christopher Ezeh2 years ago in Poets
maybe that’s a lie
i told you it wouldn't bother me but sometimes i lie the lie is lining every inch of my body, burning its way through me to get to you
By Sadie2 years ago in Poets
My Happy Little Tree
She’s my happy little tree Blossoming into her personality I get down to play with her I’m her horse crawling on my hands and knees
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Ships Lost at Sea
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By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Of Machines and Men. Runner-Up in #200 Challenge.
I have no goals for 2024 Ahh, you recoil I already feel it, as I pen these words Why? Does that thought offend you?
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Poets
The Sun
O Sun, shining so bright, Your rays warm the night, And in the day, you light the way. Your golden rays, so fine, Dance through the pines,
By Somie 2 years ago in Poets
Hindsight. Content Warning.
A few years ago, I did something that had you asked when I was young if I was capable of doing that, I would have argued that no, I was not
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
cheap entertainment on new years’ eve
he told me about how he got high for the first time on New Years Eve which was why he stopped responding to my texts at 11 pm
By Huan Huan 2 years ago in Poets