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

Why?
All I've ever wanted to know is why. Just one simple question with an answer I'll never get. Why am I different from my sisters?
By Lindsey Altom10 months ago in Poets
Look At Each Step
“Slow progress better than no progress. Stay Positive and don’t give up” Very few things need an immediate result,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff10 months ago in Poets
better this way
we are still together, perhaps, in how we traverse into the comfortable the easier, the simpler, the better this way—the pretty words we tell ourselves to justify our jagged lives
By angela hepworth10 months ago in Poets
The Truth of the Tongue
Small in size, Yet spews vicious lies; Spitting acid into their victims. --A Seething Snake.
By Sloane Pearce10 months ago in Poets
Not Quite Right
It’s not quite right. But it will do. At least until it doesn’t. But then – chances are, you won’t, either. - Years don’t roll back.
By Iris Obscura10 months ago in Poets
Persephone Printemps
Solar eclipse in Aries, ice storms teetering into April... a winter that won't let go, spring that teases from marshy ditches along the highway,
By sleepy drafts10 months ago in Poets
The Devil Called John Brown
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is written from the perspective of a Southerner character. I don't condone their viewpoint. Yes, I do feel like I have to clarify this; this is the Internet and irony is dead, apparently. Enjoy.
By Conor Matthews10 months ago in Poets
Speaking Through Soles
5/24/22 It is Tuesday— I don’t know if this is all a hallucination— I am speaking through the soles of my feet— muffled by cotton and suede—
By Olivia Dodge10 months ago in Poets
Duality Continued
Don’t look too close as you pass by those mountains Chances are you won’t like what you see Faces carved match the ones on the fountains
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden10 months ago in Poets
Out of Darkness
Deeply going into the depths of all things darkened A journey challenging the mind and the soul Not hearing the voices of those who harkened
By Jason Ray Morton 10 months ago in Poets
Architect
A mighty bridge, you kept us safe from drowning in thoughts and restricting feelings from the past , by shepherding us between the guard rails that threaten to give way and let us catapult into the troubled waters below. You will not let us go under though , and the undertow is no match for you because your strength comes from He who created the waters.
By Colleen Walters10 months ago in Poets
Old Rules
Here's something: The reproductive imperative is basically universal Be fruitful and multiply Fill the earth and subdue it
By D. J. Reddall10 months ago in Poets