Natasha Collazo

Joined June 2021

209 stories

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Selected Writer in Residency, Champagne France ---2026

The Diary of an emo Latina OUT NOW

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Bats
the sky was upside down till I changed the view from the ground, where I fell.
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Poets
They call it God
the vacuum we call sky enclosed me in safety; breath in my nostrils.
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Poets
c l o u d s
my heart went missing i looked up and there it was your face, in the clouds.
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Poets
Florida
I’m currently swinging in a rainbow knitted hammock that’s hugging all parts of my body as I gripped it with my fists. The boisterous winds from the hurricane flung me left to right, as they screamed deep woes in my presence.
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Poets
Beauty for Ashes
The incense of his cigarette linger's through my window;A slight, but choking fragrance of lust. My flesh and bone are weary, but my spirit is enduring, I’ve stayed long enough to see the harvest,
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Poets
Of Monsters and Women
Oh, I’m so ecstatic to delve into the mastermind behind the worlds first science fiction thriller, and legendary monster icon, Frankenstein. Not only was Frankenstein written by a woman, but it was written around the severity and importance of mental health. In fact, I think the entire essence of the gothic novel is based solely on mental health. Mary Shelley creates the monster a yearning, and melancholic character. If you haven’t read Frankenstein it is a freaking phenomenal piece of literature.
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Psyche
Spiral
Sounds of 3am Ideas that go dim Love that’s been dead Eagles when they’ve bled No desire to be fed Crickets stretch their legs
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Poets
The algorithm of my past
Stone cold beauty like none other, when my eyeballs bleed I see the secrets of color. Life has a morbid way of showing it, but it just does.
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Poets
Poetry Workshop
Previously, I published my first ever exclusive story on Vocal. If you’ve subscribed to my work, then you have access to it. Thank YOU for your support. I hope to make each read worth your while. So with that, I’ll be posting insights for exclusive readers only, such as a workshop on my craft. The hows and who’s of my stories. Pretty much revealing my secrets on how I write with you. So welcome fam, and let’s get started!
By Natasha CollazoExclusive • about a year ago
The algorithm of my past
Stone cold beauty like none other, when my eyeballs bleed I see the secrets of color. Life has its morbid way of showing it, but it just does.
By Natasha CollazoExclusive • about a year ago
Maleficent
Sun dried locks and denim skin, robust and cheeky,grinning. Gravel in his mouth, a heat of graven mercury; eclipsed heart, defective and maleficent. Mothers bruising
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Poets
S I L E N C E
Sometimes I think back to those nights, I said sorry on repeat for Insecurities I carried like bricks on my feet. Living disillusioned, as my heart skips a beat when
By Natasha Collazoabout a year ago in Poets