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Commando
Today I’m not wearing any underwear. Many may think it’s because of the annoying view of panty lines, Or because, it makes it easier to access when I’m feeling frisky.
By Brandie Goff8 years ago in Poets
My Black Pen
My black pen It's got me through rough times. Like when I tried to write this song Couldn't think of any rhymes On my skin flowed the dark ink
By Loaf8 years ago in Poets
Brown Skin Girl
The instructor said, Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you — Then, it will be true. I wonder if it is that simple?
By Moejaei Daila8 years ago in Poets
The Ballad to My Youth
Youth and innocence are two precious things in our lives that we desperately cling onto as we get older. Age is a blessing and curse - a bittersweet moment in our history. We long to become wise and free, but when it's not as we expected we wish to turn back the hands of time to our naive and tiny minds.
By Sarah Misa8 years ago in Poets
The Good Kind of Bad
She think she bad/ Like cookies with milk chips/ sweet and salty nostalgia/ Like popsicle drop down sticky ant hill hands/
By DaisythePoetess .8 years ago in Poets
Presence
Pale morning light creeps in Its questing rays find narrow passages Around closed curtains And between shuttered blinds The light is dim and the air is cool
By A. R. Ambrosi8 years ago in Poets
Why You Should be Watching The Bold Type
Do you remember that ABC Family changed its name to Freeform? Do you remember that ABC Family even made tv shows, and wasn’t just for Christmas movies and Harry Potter marathons? Well, it's alright if you haven't, but you need to hear about their new show, The Bold Type.
By Liz Shannon8 years ago in Geeks
Within the Flowers
I lock my door and turn off my lights, dirty tears run down my face as I smear mascara with my shaky hands. I sit alone, numb, thinking why couldn’t it be me. I whisper to her looking for a response, “Mom, I miss you, I love you, you didn’t deserve this…You were my world. I’m so sorry I was mean to you before you left us, I didn’t mean it;” there was no response. I spoke to her every day for months, I wondered why she hasn’t replied, does she not love and miss me back?
By Victoria Hartley8 years ago in Poets