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An Accounting equation
Amortizations, Commercialization, Depreciation. (Could this be some sort of accounting equation for the making of money and how it decreases in businesses and society?)
By Mark Graham9 minutes ago in Poets
Holding Pattern
We stood at the edge of the quiet, where the air forgot how to move. The tide kept practising our names, as if repetition might make us real.
By Emilie Turnerabout 2 hours ago in Poets
Dear Groundhogs...
Note: some of you do not celebrate Groundhog Day (every February 2nd). You might be familiar with Candlemas Day (European inspiration for the event). If the groundhog in question sees its shadow on a sunny day, six more weeks of winter; if not, an early spring. And our rodents - starting with Willy and Pete (there are others) - have different prognostications above and below our borders. Nice.
By Kendall Defoe about 3 hours ago in Poets
I'm "Cross-Eyed" - The Way He Makes Me Feel, I'm Like, "Dying" To Sl #$%. His Mama!
So like he said; "you're kind of sweet"! I said; what do you mean!? He said; "I'm a player, and you are the best person I can never have"!
By 365poetryabout 3 hours ago in Poets
The "COLD" Sore Problem, Like I Need Another Reason To Be A Jamaican - Brrrrrrr
99 problems, and now this chick decides that I'm going to be problem number one! 99 problems, and the way she tells me - I need comforters, like Mary need Moses, or was it Sharon meeting Jean!
By 365poetryabout 4 hours ago in Poets
Orange
Late-night phone conversation with my ex, who doesn’t believe in soulmates, fate, or anything that can’t be explained or measured.
By Tina D. Lopezabout 6 hours ago in Poets
How to cultivate regret
First, you'll need a woman. Any woman will do, but she should laugh like she means it, and her name should feel good in your mouth at 3 a.m.
By J.M.about 7 hours ago in Poets
The Things That Never Arrive
There are things you can want with your whole body and still never be chosen by. This is not a failure of language or posture
By Hannah Lambertabout 8 hours ago in Poets
Instructions for Feeling
First— remove your armor slowly. Do not rip it off. Grief startles easy. Hope does too. Unbuckle the lies you learned early:
By Hannah Lambertabout 9 hours ago in Poets
Roar— If You Must
If my soul were worthless, you would pass me by— no teeth bared, no roaring, no fire in your eyes. You don’t guard empty houses,
By Hannah Lambertabout 9 hours ago in Poets
Short and Sweet
Such a short month but full of all sorts of sweets for one and all too.
By Mark Grahamabout 12 hours ago in Poets
Now
Now, in this moment Inhaling and exhaling Chest rising, falling
By Tina D. Lopezabout 13 hours ago in Poets