I still see you, you know? Mirages of you haunt every bus stop. I find you in a 7/11 cashier, in the way her red lipstick smudges in the crease of her lips.
By G Saint2 months ago in Poets
Before the gold, before the sigils, before the world remembered my name— there was a single brick that refused to obey.
By T.A. UDY2 months ago in Poets
The Horizon Opens Before the whisper, before the chord, before the balloon caught wind There was a breath. A breath that stirred the archive,
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 months ago in Poets
What could she possibly mean? I don't understand what she truly desires. What is her miracle question? In a perfect world, that she'd find herself describing...
By Rowan Finley 2 months ago in Poets
It’s Christmas morning, and the house is abuzz The tree sparkling, the gifts piled around * Everyone smiling as we rush down the stairs
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash2 months ago in Poets
I keep thinking about how memory works; how it’s just me picking things up from the ground of my life and putting them
By Luna Jordan2 months ago in Poets
I own a jacket just for storms that start inside the phone, a second skin I keep for bad news, heavy and overgrown. It hangs beside the door like rain that never learned to fall.
By Milan Milic2 months ago in Poets
Several weeks ago the daylight shortened and night began lengthening - An unspoken message to all that it was time to begin the season of gathering,
By PĹŤlani Monderen 2 months ago in Poets
Our kitchen is a harbor where the dishes learn to drown, a coastline built of chipped white cups and forks that face me down.
emotions draining… feelings rusting… tears clocking in like they’re on payroll. guilt takeovers… sits on my chest like rent’s overdue
By Komal2 months ago in Poets
The calendar hangs smug and flat, a grid of bossy squares, Each little box is a rented cage for sanitized affairs. It circles dates in lipstick red and calls them “must” and “should,”
We filled the apartment with houseplants the way some people fill it with children— hopeful, underqualified, carrying more Pinterest than practice.
