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Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.

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You are in the presence of a dangerous woman, one unashamed of her blood-- I'll smear it on your fucking face. Unafraid of my own voice--
By Harper Lewis4 days ago in Poets
Journey on the Stairs
He went one step D O W N Shed away his ego ~~~⏬~~~ Second step D O W N Anger loosened its grip
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran4 days ago in Poets
Guide to Joy
You there! I've seen you pass by here before. I know what you want! I see how your eyes wander scaping every bit of the terrain.
By Wren H3 days ago in Poets
How To Cultivate a New Crush
Lay strawberry hair on fair skin, let it redden like a crush, pink as cherry blossoms on the fresh dirt of hurt. Bring skin
By Pixel Floyd2 days ago in Poets
I refuse to change who I am.
I refuse to change who I am. It took me a long time to understand what that really means. When I say I won’t change, I don’t mean I won’t make room for love.
By Latisha Fairfull5 days ago in Poets
Standard Practice
I have dug my fingers so deep into my arteries That I can taste the hemorrhaging pain of last decade's memories. What a silly little way to pass time, shredding my neurons
By Silver Daux4 days ago in Poets
A Letter to the Firestarter
Dear Firestarter, We can all see you, we've been watching you since you began. In case you didn't know we were here before you and we will be here after. We witnessed your rise, your setbacks, your guilt and your lies. We witnessed you start the fire.
By Donny Foley3 days ago in Poets
Letter to the Lonely
Attention This is a message to those who are ALONE: Studies indicate that social isolation poses a legitimate risk to YOUR physical and mental health
By Sam Spinelli5 days ago in Poets
Wisdom of the Weeping Willow Tree
Much wisdom, the weeping willow gave me, in the summers, that it flourished, in a strange garden. * “There is no death”,
By Rasma Raisters7 days ago in Poets
Flinty Heels
To survive, you must first line your eyes with seduction. * Hide your shades of strength in pants instead of dresses.
By Caitlin Charlton9 days ago in Poets
Love is All You Need
ℒ𝒪𝒱ℰ ℐ𝒮 𝒩𝒪𝒯 𝒜 𝒩𝒪𝒰𝒩 Love is not a person you view from afar ensconced like a statue in the corner They can’t rectify your folly
By K.B. Silver 6 days ago in Poets
Rubbed Raw
many times, we ignore what we need. training ourselves to be pleasing, to stay palatable, to be chosen, devaluing our worth so others call us loveable, to get more
By Tina D. Lopez7 days ago in Poets