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Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.

Haikuplet Winners!
Before we get to the winners, I want to give a HUGE shout out to everyone who participated in this unofficial challenge. I had 25 entries to read, and all were wonderful! Think of all the community involvement with 25 different Haikuplets! Thanks to all of you, I thought this challenge was a smashing success.
By Kenny Pennabout a year ago in Poets
A Summer of Scrumping
I have to be up there I need to swim in the sky it's not enough to be below, to be beneath, in this glorious heat, laugh with this golden afternoon and cry under these raspberry sunsets
By Josh Rabout a year ago in Poets
Rabbit
Rabbit offers his only wisdom: Fuck fast, fuck often. Do it in an open field, do it in the haybarn and run, run, run away.
By Suze Kayabout a year ago in Poets
burnt bridges.
I held onto that burning rope for Twenty traumatic months, only Releasing my grip when I Was completely burnt up I scorched the bridges
By Poppy about a year ago in Poets
The Creative
I was born to create to think in lines that coil to wonder if there even is a box to weave together a tapestry
By Ellie Hoovsabout a year ago in Poets
Herein, Lies
“Herein, lies your hope,” we were told and taught. Then fed only chains and shackles so they could claim our captivity came from within ourselves.
By Carmen Heniginabout a year ago in Poets
Low Tide
"A rising tide lifts all boats" was coined by President John F. Kennedy and "is mainly used by politicians and economists to convey the idea that if the economy improves, every participant in the economy will be in an improved financial position" (Lisanti, 2022). This zine is a critique of this.
By R.C. Taylorabout a year ago in Poets
tomorrow
if tomorrow starts without me will you grope your sheets in your sleep drunk haze to find me. will you gather my panties
By Sara about a year ago in Poets
Iϝ ƚσɱσɾɾσฬ รƚαɾƚร ฬเƚɦσυƚ ɱҽ
If tomorrow starts without me and my days on Earth are through I hope my time remaining is spent making love to you ❤️
By 𝐑𝐌𝐒2 months ago in Poets
would you love me if i was a worm?
My first attempt at an independent zine. :) I've become quite a bug lover; if you are too, tell me a fun bug fact! Thank you for reading!
By Muchtar Suryawanabout a year ago in Poets
i was once your lily
I was once your lily: white-belled bloom to lend your valley roots. I grew beauty in your umbras - I was nectar to cure gloom.
By Gina C.about a year ago in Poets
In Sigh of Eve
On the breath of daybreak, a hare grasps flame in heedful ears - listens to the sun kiss Earth from sleep. A romance burgeons between
By Gina C.about a year ago in Poets