Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
Prose Poetry Unburdening a menagerie of ghosts exorcised my fragile, fumbling heart. I had told you of jet-black thoughts through intimate chronicles, and discombobulated perceptions ripped beyond the basal of my breasts.
By Chantal Christie3 months ago in Poets
I drop to my knees on the side of the road Of this long forgotten place I gather the filthy, Long abandoned bundle this fragment of faith
By Justin Black3 months ago in Poets
Lying on the floor, CDs are spread out around me. Some are in their cases, while others are bare. My music player softly pumps out melodies into the air.
By Amethyst Champagne3 months ago in Poets
I am the tree laid bare by winter, all sandpaper bark and the hollowness of a thing almost-dead, holding my breath in the fractured light of the perpetual confessional,
By Chloë J.3 months ago in Poets
I thought words arrived as if breathing were easy. Books fooled my young eyes. Now I know better. Stories take patient years.
By Diani Alvarenga3 months ago in Poets
You must know from the moment you were born, you were innocent in a way that invited envy. You gave no reason to earn disdain,
By Danielle Eckhart3 months ago in Poets
My country has turned to piracy now, deposing a foreign leader to ravage his country’s resources. * Modern-day conquistadores,
By David Muñoz3 months ago in Poets
I sit with stoic Silence under a yet moonless night my heart hangs heavy its weight wistfully wandering through the dark velvety sky
By Colleen Walters3 months ago in Poets
The mind implodes, The heart shatters as Shards of jagged glass Scatter all about, Instilling a paradox of fear and truth
By Cindy Calder3 months ago in Poets
Peel the lore from me Until I am nothing more Than creaking pine branches Groaning under the snow, Waving in the arctic breeze.
By Silver Daux3 months ago in Poets
Your eyes held empathy I feel melting in my chest days later while I pretend to be alright for everybody else who knows me better
By The Dani Writer3 months ago in Poets
Candle flames flicker, and lamps strain to shine their light from windows Indoor lamps strain to shine their light from windows
By Andrea Corwin 3 months ago in Poets
