Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Dear You, For a long time, I hated you. I hated what you did to me. I hated how you made me feel. For a long time, you made me hate me.
By Emmie Falbo8 months ago in Poets
I count 4am stars over the dashboard glow of our metal box and sounds of incomprehensible heartbreak bleeding through the stereo...
By sleepy drafts8 months ago in Poets
The bass note thrums low in the bellies of the dancers and they move with its hypnotic call. Arms raised, they hail the DJ,
By Deborah Robinson8 months ago in Poets
My mind wears a collar, but the leash drags behind. They tried to train my spine— teach it obedience like a second language.
By Lolly Vieira8 months ago in Poets
Phanes pressed his thumb to my brow Bringing to life my universe This self-concept, roughly shaped through compression and expansion
By Aspen Marie 8 months ago in Poets
They say there's no such thing as magic but this bottle knows better: black label, liquid amber, sealed with promises
By Ellie Hoovs8 months ago in Poets
I found this in my drafts... I've struggled with anxiety my whole life It often comes in waves It can be hard to keep your head above water
By Simon George8 months ago in Poets
It is more than just dragons Although they offer heights on their scaly wings. It is more than just magic Although that presents respite from a world where it seldom shows.
By Rachel Deeming8 months ago in Poets
I Won’t Make A Bed In Failure, I Will Sleep Walk Until I Find More… I Was Migrating Through Life, With No One To Kiss Goodnight…
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)8 months ago in Poets
Staring into the Melting poison apple sun A creation of the heart's Inclination t or n ap a rt ｡ ₊°༺❤︎༻°₊ ｡ A gift for the Thunder queen
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
I wrote this today from my dreams, life, and tidbits of the news. I was thinking about this topic for hours. Finally, I wrote the song, created a video to add visuals.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 8 months ago in Poets
My father he struck me and all I had was a bowl half empty and now I'm a man of at least six and thirty and I struggle every day
By Amy8 months ago in Poets
