Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
You cannot be woman and weak Those are two things that together Spell your undoing - So I must Look like the innocent flower
By Emily McGuff3 months ago in Poets
It started in Oregon in my 7th year. Talking walks with Grammie on the outskirts of Portland. Little baskets, hand in hand, smiles plastered,
By Hope Martin3 months ago in Poets
I want to keep all memories flashed in the middle of doing something else. They should guide me not the ones shouting their rights
By Moon Desert4 months ago in Poets
I know too much about heartache and not enough about miracles. Strangely, I am engulfed by the titanic mouth older than this realm,
By Sam Eliza Green3 months ago in Poets
Loving a psychopath Is akin to A one-way mirror They observe emotion Quite clearly Yet never will you See theirs At first affection
By Aspen Marie 3 months ago in Poets
Settling here on a winter’s eve by the warmth of your embrace. Weariness from the endless day overcomes me, but your light provides me
By Sandy Gillman3 months ago in Poets
Light in the wee hours is crepe-like; white, draped gauze across a wound. Forgotten, now, the injurious moment, to all but two: flame and shadow.
By Mackenzie Davis3 months ago in Poets
History Dutifully scribed by the victors Hence my overflowing Portfolio of secrets ꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒷🔥꒷꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷ The burning drive to record
By K.B. Silver 4 months ago in Poets
"I'm fine" I reply, "how are you? How's your mum?" Though I'm already wondering, why did I come? But I smile, and I laugh, look you straight in the eye,
By Hannah Moore3 months ago in Poets
I keep a face for ordinary weather: coins for the bus, a list for the shop, small talk like a key that fits every lock and opens exactly nothing.
By Diane Foster3 months ago in Poets
when I say I hold space for you, I remember a time when the breath was squeezed to a little part of my body my lungs were compressed
By Judey Kalchik 5 months ago in Poets
Sonnet the First: Want no faith that makes me giddy. Want no faith that lights my fire. Want no faith that serves me only.
By Randy Wayne Jellison-Knock4 months ago in Poets
