Cemeteries, urns, and the vessels we use to honor our dearly departed are not just resting places of finality, but thresholds where two worlds collide.
By Chara Payne2 months ago in Poets
I keep a ring of metal moons that never learned my sky, a jangle of old alphabets that no more doors reply. They’re fossils of before-times, love—of locks we used to share,
By Milan Milic2 months ago in Poets
Some nights The body forgets it is a body. and remembers it is sky. All the dark patches, the places where the world
My memories, can be all summed up, in a suitcase. Seasonal, fleeting. Some belongings are even lost along the way. But it can be forged.
By Une Femme2 months ago in Poets
This is not a confession. It is a correction. This is not guilt. It’s grief metabolized into rhythm. I didn’t leave I was locked out.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 months ago in Poets
You were a nice person You had difficult times while you grew up Many enemies, people you thought were your enemies,
By Fatemeh Azimi2 months ago in Poets
Tap. Tap. Tap. Craaaaaaack! Hear that? That's the sound of a shell shattering with the secrets it held inside. Primary color of fear, what say you of what you find here?
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist2 months ago in Poets
Some days, I want to be as still as granite. Like the stone countertops Mom once admired but couldn’t afford. I don't want to worry or to feel.
By Archery Owl2 months ago in Poets
I write you in the shade the mirror saves for after-hours— The color stores call cherry, the kind my mouth calls courage.
We struck a match together The inaugural burst of sizzling flame blazed bright Orange light flickering across our faces
By Amos Glade2 months ago in Poets
There is a heart the city keeps in the basement. It does not wear a stethoscope. It hums through manhole lids and sighs out of vents,
💫✨ ✨Sunrises 💫Sunsets ✨Summer's long days 💫Accomplishing my school event ✨Finishing school 💫Painting again ✨A vacation
By Colleen Walters2 months ago in Poets
