Oil was never decoration, never a ceremony for show. It was survival. It was mercy poured slow. Flies circled the lamb—
By Hannah Lambert2 months ago in Poets
You don’t have to run where the crowd has gone, Or chase every dream that is loudly drawn. Walk your path, steady, honest, and true,
By Artical Media2 months ago in Poets
For thirty-eight years he lay by the pool, Surrounded by water that never quite moved. Healing rippled, but never for him—
If I were to say hello Would you reply Shy words darken my lips, and the shade was all too bright I had to decide if I was going to be silent or speak loudly or boldly about injustice
By Shareese Aouad2 months ago in Poets
I was intact before you. *** Not whole. Just unbroken. *** The dark knew me. It kept its distance. *** Then you arrived
By Aarsh Malik2 months ago in Poets
The psych said, “sounds unbearably intense inside you.” The psych said, “sounds unbearably intense inside you.” Like it was breaking news, and not my entire life.
By Tina D. Lopez2 months ago in Poets
There was a season I prayed in pieces, faith held thin and often borrowed, hope stitched with grace, asking God to meet me quietly
a gentle camp fire ne'er burnt nor crisped the frogs better boiled besides
By Matthew J. Fromm2 months ago in Poets
How many children do you have, and why? ******* We can't ask these questions during a JOB interview - it's weird, and they will SUE us for some unlikely cause of discrimination!!!
By 365poetry2 months ago in Poets
Sometimes even the GPS goes quiet when the road is straight, when every turn has already been accounted for. No warnings. No rerouting.
Fiends glued to their screens Watching dreams drip from the flesh Seeing what’s left When the ravenous of have taken all
By Atomic Historian2 months ago in Poets
You think I’m hurting you But I’m destroying myself There is no health or wealth where I am Was it all a sham I asked you that way
