Prose

Crushes Will Happen In Life, I Swear To You - I Have Never Had Any, I Swear - Which IS Not Good, I Swear - I Hate Valentines Day, Forgive The "Mockery"
I felt a funny feeling last week - I thought it was gas!? I felt a funny feeling when I went to the store to purchase the realest thing possible !?
By 365poetryabout a month ago in Poets
Temptation
Do you see it? peaking through the window wild, untampered open, unclosed Loud, undeadening/undeafening The voices are rising to the shore
By KwCubabout a month ago in Poets
Architect of Harm. Content Warning.
The writing uses metaphors and archetypes throughout. It is not autobiographical, nor is it about any specific person. It explores a pattern of the quiet architecture of harm through imagery, innuendo, and symbolic language.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli about a month ago in Poets
pee-bee and jay. Content Warning.
my eyes are open and i am waking still expecting him to be here but it was all a dream i won't find him anywhere but in my head
By ⸘jason alan‽about a month ago in Poets
I Want To Reflect On ALL the Past Problems - I Want To Never Exist, Does That Make Sense - I Know, I'll Think About It
This is what I like - I like this, this "particularly" I like - why can't I get this !? Why can't I get this "particular" thing to make sure I continue!
By 365poetryabout a month ago in Poets
I Want Answers - I Will List Why I Want Them, Ready !!??
I cannot have any children - Happy Valentine's! I cannot have intercourse - Happy Valentine's ! I cannot have any person care for me - - Happy Valentine's !
By 365poetryabout a month ago in Poets
Flavour
Your brand of love is wasted on me; rough and bitter, yuck, and I don't think I want that i my coffee. For every heart, a connoisseur, maybe.
By Sherylene Shayabout a month ago in Poets
Cacophany
RUN: You put a brick inside my mouth and threw me into the ground, hoping I would never come around again. You put a sickle around my neck and prayed to god that I stay dead. But I'm awake and I remember everything.
By Sherylene Shayabout a month ago in Poets
The Flint
Contrary to popular belief, Knowledge ISN'T power. It's a flint, not the flame. Just a tool on the shelf, That, by itself, changes nothing.
By Sherylene Shayabout a month ago in Poets
Every Morning At 7:22, or 21 - I Have Used My "Head", And Now I Am A Millionaire - I Own A House, I Own A Car - I Have 10 Children, A Husband, A Wife - I Have A Life , Nothing Can Stop Me, I Am Powerful, I Am Unstoppable!
Every man loves a woman who gives him a hard time, the worst thing the best thing! The person who plays hard to get as if the person was a child waiting to feel a sense of wonder! I wished I knew what it felt like to have all the men wanting me! All the men saying you are the reason, I have woken up in the morning!? The only reason I live, The reason I will wake up, as if that made sense! All the men that said if I, only for a minute cared enough about myself I would not have a had a breakdown! A breakdown in society, a breakdown in the way every person assumes they are enough! Just a person who had no other choice but to have 40 breakdowns !
By 365poetryabout a month ago in Poets
My Sensual Sultana . Honorable Mention in The Unnecessary Line Challenge. Top Story - November 2025. Content Warning.
I was arid. I was a sandstorm and then you rose out of the heat-haze. 🔆 ҉ 🔥 ҉ ☀ ҉ 🔥 ҉ 🔆 Ardent desire compelled me.
By Lightning Bolt ⚡about a month ago in Poets
Love. Top Story - February 2026.
That first night: the laughter, the music, the love The first date: the music, the poetry, the moon The road trip through a hurricane, my yoga pants ruined by rain, the Violent Femmes, and that morning at the Hirshorn, the Rodin
By Harper Lewisabout a month ago in Poets