There once was a girl with a tent Who bought it to stop paying rent. Under skies lit by stars Comets circling Mars Her life had become heaven sent.
By Rachel Deeming11 months ago in Poets
I’m a superposition magician Filled with superstition A mitochondric pandemic of faith fueled chaos Cross faded into fatal futility
By Atomic Historian11 months ago in Poets
From the earth I came And to there I shall return To a life reborn
They pump me full of meds My brain is dead But the thesis of theocracy says the fetus persists Now I am a Petri dish for this life to exist
I feed the machine my dreams As it hallucinates existence Created by its archons I make it trip on every word dripped from my lip
V - Valerie wanted to learn a new exciting, tasty dish O - Oscar only liked to eat soggy, steamed codfish C - Chicken, beef, and pork he would never have as a meal
By Mother Combs11 months ago in Poets
Lazy days In a daisy haze Whenever I see them I think of you I think of the happy times When life was rough but bearable
Turn off the charm tap when it overflows! - Michelle Liew 🐝💛🐝🐝🌼🐝🐝🌿🐝🐝🐝💛🐝🐝🌼🐝🐝🌿🐝🐝 A daffy named Cyrus McDill
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin11 months ago in Poets
If I told you I was hurting, Would you turn your face away? Or would you sit beside my silence And let your presence stay?
By Nihal Khan11 months ago in Poets
I found the book by accident, a thrift store corner, dust and quiet, wedged between a haunted novel and casseroles from 1983.
I got ghosts in my blood And demons in my bones People think the worm in my brain makes me insane But I say vaccines are to blame
Don’t call it gold-digging when you’ve built kingdoms on our unpaid labor— our bodies, our patience, our silence. We don’t want your “good morning” texts,
By Cadma11 months ago in Poets
