Most recently published stories in Poets.
Everyone seems to have found a hand to hold, as if arrange by a higher power that doesn't believe I'm worthy. Restaurants sing in quiet duets,
By Tina D. Lopez3 days ago in Poets
We are not islands carved from solitary stone, But tapestries threaded by hands we’ve never known. Each breath a shuttle gliding through the warp of years,
By Algieba3 days ago in Poets
We are not the stories we tell ourselves at night, Nor the roles we wear beneath the glaring light. We are the quiet scaffolding beneath the skin —
coconut sunscreen worked into old bruises slow, circular, praying we can sweeten what we survived the skin might forgive if it smells right
By Fatal Serendipity3 days ago in Poets
The man next door always smiles. Blue-collar life suits him? "Gratitude," he explained. "Others have it harder." Into my hand he pressed a pendant with a sun and moon on a cord.
By Julie Lacksonen3 days ago in Poets
A gang of turkeys wandered onto a business park road. A car came upon them apprehensively and stopped. The horn blared. No movement.
By Gabriel Shames3 days ago in Poets
Years. Years have passed. since he sent her that glass bottle. It arrived hastily across the waves, Straight unto his son’s arms.
By Maya Or Tzur3 days ago in Poets
Copper in the low light Poison on a slow night Moment like a match head Praying I will strike it just right I gave you all of my good side while you showed me yours
By SUEDE the poet3 days ago in Poets
The first warm day of the year And I return from the store Sweating lightly in my t-shirt and shorts Waiting for the air to kick in
By Gene Lass3 days ago in Poets
“A soap impression of his wife That he ate and donated to the National Trust” - John Lennon “Happiness is a Warm Gun”
im' fun stooge feelin' im' a slap feelin' and stir... the glue feelin' im' done joking around feelin' im' the "beautiful" feeling
By K.A. Smith3 days ago in Poets
A gentle breeze flows through the causeway shifting the air, too love is in the air. When a mission for love sets the stage to rescue, never to leave her lonely.
By Jacqueline Elaine Hudson3 days ago in Poets
