Poetry

  • Insane

    I know this is the most unoriginal poetry prompt but this is my take on it also all of this is fiction from a fake point of view:

    I have a mouth but I can not scream.

    I have eyes and need to weep.

  • Happy Ending

    When I look at you,

    the world feels like it finally chose the right ending.

    No scripts, no staged lines,

    just two hearts learning their way through the same story.

    You don’t need crowns to be royalty.

  • When I met him

    I was a room with the lights turned low,

    Curtains drawn so no one could see

    The cracks in the walls, the quiet ache,

    The fear that I was too broken to be free.

    I learned to build myself in layers,

  • Poetry

    By LGC

    Mi portóncito

    Mi portóncito

    My little gate that swings me across the same arc across the tile patio floor;

    the cold metal gray bars pressed to my face, hanging on to

    Mi portóncito- the one taking me home

  • I feel sick

    Renee Good just wanted to go home

    To her kids

    6, 12, and 15

    I've watched the video

    I didn't want to

    But I needed to see for myself if she really tried to run the agent over

     

    She didn't

  • A Loss of Hope

    i sit on the classroom floor.

    the room is dark and cold.

    i press my back against the wall.

    the door is barricaded with a chair.

    my teacher stands in front of it, as

  • favorite food (s)

    Since I could eat, I have loved eating. Since I could open

    my mouth and shriek for sustenance I have been in love with food.

    And it has always loved me back -

    tacos, grilled cheese, steak, sushi, matzo ball soup,