He always came in the night, shining hands touching every inch of my pains, softly breaking through the beveled glass,
By Ellie Hoovs6 months ago in Poets
I don’t know what you thought motherhood was supposed to be But this is not it Just because you don’t use your fists Doesn’t mean you don’t hit
By C. Carlson6 months ago in Poets
How to Murder a Sunday Roast Get up late, no apron, no shame, the meat’s still frozen, blame the game. Peel the tatties if they dare
By Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
Fish and Chips Wrapped In Newspapers Wrapped in print, still hot to hold salted steam and vinegar bold chips all fat, no scraps in sight
Stones I Keep They don’t glow, they don’t hum, they just sit where I leave them cold to the touch, hard as the truth you won’t say out loud.
Mark your calendars: August 2, 2027. The world will go dark for over 6 minutes during one of the longest total solar eclipses of our lifetime.
Before CCTV, We Had Edna and gran Before the cameras, codes and drones We had old Edna, two doors down and Gran She saw it all from lace-trimmed zones
No Gas, No Wages, No Way Out He came home drunk again no wages all gambled she watched from the sink with her hands in cold water
Do not let her take root in the silt, where her budding beauty is tendrilled to the inky black that hides her depths.
Smoking is Dangerouse You light it up like it’s no big deal a moment’s comfort in your fingers but every drag steals breath and time
The Dentest He never smiled, not with lips just eyes that blinked like broken bits of mirror left in alley dust a man you’d pass, but never trust.
A Spell to Live, a Spell to Die Good witch, bad witch, who am I? I stirred the broth at quarter moonwalk a pinch of sage, a touch of rue
