Prose
Limitless
Heed! Did you? Turn around, STOP! What the hell were you thinking? I don't know. I just had one foot pressed on GO! I, like a whole lot of us was just getting the hell out of "Dodge. " What is "Dodge"? Obviously it is more than Clint Eastwood and Michael Landon. It's a place none of us want to be once we get there; a dusty, smothering memory, a pit of loss, a nowhere we never wanted to see once, much less revisit. Now people talkabout red flags, auras and " shoulduvknowns" like we could buy them at the corner store or at least be handed an instruction booklet on love, stupidity, STD's and driving license all in one go. Recall, your guides, your parentals or whoever's sitting you down for the low down on love? If so, you are less than 5% of the global population, (of course I made that up).I know one thing. Love has no warning sign, no colour or flag. When it hits, it hits, it is like the old adage, " a ton of bricks". There is not a damn thing you can do about it but ride along.
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)2 years ago in Poets
Soul-2
Cut me and I bleed poetry A soul wandering this realm Having a human experience Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Memoir Through Time
3/29/24 8:19pm When I was twelve I went to therapy for the first time. When I was thirteen I decided to live. When I was thirteen he told me never to bring a black man in this house. When I was fourteen I decided that words meant more than action. When I was fifteen I changed my mind. When I was fifteen I met my second therapist. When I was sixteen I decided to live. When I was sixteen I became my mom’s mom. When I was sixteen he told me that everything would change. When I was seventeen I believed him. When I was seventeen I met my third therapist. When I was eighteen I decided to live. When I was eighteen I didn’t know what that meant. When I was nineteen I moved away. When I was nineteen I met my fourth therapist. When I was nineteen I fell in love. When I was twenty I decided to live. When I was twenty I told my dad that I loved him. When I was twenty I told myself that any response was a good response. When I was twenty-one I called my grandparents. When I was twenty-one I decided to love.
By Olivia Dodge2 years ago in Poets
