day thirteento the girl who told me to kill myselfday thirteen5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
to the first girl I fell in love with
I thought that you were beautiful with
your freckles and sandy blonde hair,
glasses magnifying eyes as blue as a
you were the princess to my
but I couldn’t even
whisper that to myself at night
because my bedtime stories were
knights in shining armor, not ladies in
there was nothing about two best
friends of one sex, though I’m
sure it would have begun with “a pair
of star-cross’d lovers” and ended in
when I brought you to the pool that
day I didn’t intend to ruin everything.
it just kind of happened;
mom went inside and we went under
that raft and
I never meant to kiss yo
I can't put you back together but I wish I couldplease say that it’s us against the worldI can't put you back together but I wish I could5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
us against the world and I love that
I love you and you say you love me
and we’re choking on our spitfire and
holding eachother like we’ll scatter ourselves
if we don’t and we are --
the same person because we
share a mind and we share friends
and our problems aren’t connected but
we are so it feels like it and so I’m here
to say that I feel your pain and boy,
I love you.
I love you.
how to love yourself in 7 haikusi.how to love yourself in 7 haikus7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
begin with hating
everything that makes you
the person you are
curse anyone who
helped make being in your own
skin feel so ugly
let go of your old
cells; everything about
you is new today
take bad pictures and
laugh loud; being happy is
free (even when faked)
purge your surroundings
of negativity; now
it’s time for good vibes
accept yourself for
all you are - especially
the things that are bad
teach yourself that you
can change (just remember that
you do not have to)
day oneI love the parts of me that are healing -day one6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
blonde roots lightening the black,
soft hair growing back on my legs,
less skipped meals and calories counted
but somehow I love the parts of me that
are sad and raw and broken even more -
chest either bound flat or stretching my shirts,
days where I don’t eat a thing,
wrists bumpy and marred with scars
I love the piece of me that
cries when I’m mad or want to die
and whatever it is that kicks and claws when I’m
told to give up because I’m
“not good enough”.
obviously I’m not,
I’m riddled with holes and gaps
and I’m not the kind of person I want to be…
but who is anyone else to say that?
go ahead, point out my chubby cheeks
and drawn on eyebrows,
tell me my pronouns aren’t
explain why you think I should get over
my depression and lose my weight.
I’ll listen and I’ll maybe
cry or curse you out, but
then I’ll laugh, because
you must be so sa
nostalgiaI used to spend my nights hopeless but stillnostalgia4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
believing in some tattered remnants of a
future, praying to God and wishing on stars
and 11:11 for love and life and a will to keep going,
and I did.
I pulled myself up out of the dust, silent as a
grave and just as steadfast; my bones staying
strong even while enough acidity leaks out of
toxic relationships I set myself up in to rot the
rest of me;
but i keep going until things start to grow.
my gods and shooting stars fade into flowers
uprooted by the base, just like my momma
taught me to pull weeds in the summer
as I whisper my mantra:
he loves me, he loves me not
she loves me, she loves me not
he loves me, he loves me not
petals scatter in my wake and I am happy for
the time it takes to breathe fully without
rattling lungs and heaving chest and I know I
can smile again,
grinding teeth and watery eyes and all;
injecting sunshine in your veins to fuel the
light in your eyes is easier than it sounds and
I don't even need my flowers a
day sixI can never catch up with youday six6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
[because I am already
galactic worshipthe planes of her face fade into space and I want to explore every inch of her dying starsgalactic worship3 months ago in Romance More Like This
x.it was all knobby kneesx.2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
and full laughs until
a new layer
of softness covered
and my laughter
it took starvation
over years of
for me to
a type of lovei don’t know what i believe,a type of love4 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
or what i want.
i hear hauntings, of
ghosts lingering in their
heavens and hells twisting
i want a slice of the
clouds, an eternal good
dream, a nap on
the softest sheets
and someone to tell me
they’ll still be there
when i wake up.
i want to die near
he is my guidance, my
guardian, my rock and
my strongest hug.
he is a safety but i
want to be his for a while.
i want to preoccupy the
space around him, create
a shift in the air, a
whisper of “it’s okay,
you’re doing alright” and
nudge him in a better
direction if he turns the
i will delude myself into
thinking i can protect
the strong, and then i will
make it true.
he is a rock, and i am a hard
we will be each other’s strengths.
dear past me,i.dear past me,4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you tried so hard to be saccharine even
when inside you felt like something burning bitter;
you don’t need to do that.
don’t lower your eyes when they tell you you
aren’t enough, don’t let them
walk all over your chest until you can’t breathe,
don’t let them crush your heart and tear
apart your youthful hope.
don’t let them be your downfall.
keep your head held high.
keep wearing long skirts.
you love them for the way they
swish around your ankles and billow out
when you twirl and the way they hide your
legs from sight;
don’t love them for that last reason.
love them because they’re pretty
and pink and make you feel beautiful.
you are. don’t steal that feeling from yourself.
don’t be afraid to love.
don’t be afraid of being loved.
don’t be afraid.
you aren’t too much and you
aren’t too little;
you are just right with sugar
and spice and everything nice,
because that’s w
needinessi need the way you need me.neediness3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
your softness under my cheek,
your hair clinging to my clothes,
sharp teeth dragging over my skin,
you’re all breathy purrs and soft
furs and naps taken against me
you’re running-to-the-door kind of
excited just to welcome me home
and you are my home.
we’re two missing pieces that
found each other just in time
to fit into the puzzle and i think
we couldn’t exist if the other didn’t.
we’re two of a kind,
“the kid and their cat”
(the other way around?)
and i love you,
i found safety in hershe felt small there in thei found safety in her4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
dark, her lips pressing
and I shook in her arms,
my nervousness bubbling out
of me in tremors and needy
kisses and I wanted so much
more than what I gave.
I felt small, like all I
was would never be enough,
and I felt warm
like it would all be okay
despite what I lack
septemberit was a cotton-candy-sunsetseptember1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
end to summer;
i couldn't even taste
the fresh air
or kiss the warmth goodbye
a lesson on how to live, 'cause we do it besta lesson on how to live, 'cause we do it best2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
an introduction to a beach town,
we come alive in june.
i know the streets to the ocean so well i
could get there in my sleep, like
it's just the other side of my house and
i'm sleepwalking to get that last bit of
summer fruit in a dream.
long naps on the beach and
afternoons flowing in and out of each other
when we dive in the ocean
(which, if i was a better poet,
i may liken to tears on a sunny day)
salty and clear and cool,
chilling the skin that was kissed by the sun
and speckled with seasonal freckles like
stars in july,
swimming so much my family calls me fish
and there are days when i still believe i have
the heart of one, like it's what i've been all
walking at sunset slowing down with ice
cream melting sticky through fingers
used to holding sand and seashells;
they slip through the cracks and are
foreigners visit and we point them out,
laughing like, "look at the white on their noses
and the socks and sandals on their feet and
the cameras slung
Writing Prompts 31. ConventWriting Prompts 32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
2. Stolen basket
3. Lovely ladies
4. Gathering mushrooms
5. Judgment of Paris
6. Bright Young People
7. What year is it?
8. Dancing shadows
9. The talk of the town
10. You shouldn't do that
11. I am far gone in age and decrepitude
12. A handful of keys
13. Motivational speaker
14. Who's that at the piano?
15. Tempus fugit
16. To our ancestors
17. Restoring the old ways
18. Premature obituary
19. We're all mad here
20. Just around the riverbend
21. Was that the human thing to do?
22. Vision of a kiss
23. Café in Athens
24. Primal therapy
25. Island angel
26. The jazz age
27. Red and black
29. Gotta do more, gotta be more
30. A pile of trash
32. The final manuscript
33. Figuratively or literally?
34. Third choice
35. Unwavering attention
36. Two actors
37. Why avoid the inevitable?
38. Water under the bridge
39. Pas de trois
41. Are you watching closely?
43. The hangman
44. Did they spare her?
46. Cold stone tiles
breathe in, breathe outbreathe in. breathe out.breathe in, breathe out2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the strings that hold you together are loosening.
you feel what’s going on in your body without being able to control it.
your breathing speeds up.
every sense heightened, your entire body shakes.
pins and needles are running marathons up and down your limbs.
everything is too close.
and then you shut down.
you’re having a panic attack.
line poem ii.sometimesline poem ii.2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
cardinalinvisiblecardinal2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
ShinoTen Request Drabble: Heaven's JourneyTitle: Heaven's JourneyShinoTen Request Drabble: Heaven's Journey3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Summary: Every so often, certain people are offered the chance to walk among the stars. This is Tenten's chance. Doctor Who AU.
“Come with me.” the man said and Tenten blinked looking at him, her eyes wide and mouth turned in a slightly confused frown.
“I’m sorry…could you repeat that please?” she asked, not quite sure she’d heard him right.
The man shifted slightly as if suddenly uncomfortable. He was exceedingly tall, with a brown hair that stuck up at all angles, his eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses and he wore a simple suit that looked like something one would wear for a business meeting. Not for saving the world. He called himself very simply, the Doctor.
“I… ahem.” he cleared his throat as if unsure what to say. “I was wondering if you would come with me? Why am I asking you that? Well it’s for a few reasons. I’ve often been told I shouldn’t travel alone
driver picks the musica love for being alone has driven me this far,driver picks the music2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
to a point where getting from A to B isn’t based
on a schedule that isn’t my own.
now i hold the keys in my hands,
i can open a door with the option
of not coming back.
it’s a new state of freedom, my
beliefs resting behind the wheel, no longer a
white knuckled child who can’t reach the
i can see new horizons over the dashboard
and squeeze the gas, leaving behind the things
i thought i knew about the roads i traveled
for new ones.
the radio goes up, and man,
i finally know the words to the songs.
day fiveI have the woods in my heart.day five6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
my childhood was days left
empty for getting lost
and winters of following my own
footprints in the snow home,
falling from trees and scraped knees
gave bandaids good use and
kisses on booboos were good
enough for me.
like a flower I’ll open in
like a tree I’ll need room
I shake in the wind and rattle
with the breeze,
but I am not quite ready
Dear Dad.Dear Dad,Dear Dad.4 months ago in Letters More Like This
From the moment I came off of that plane and was placed in your arms,
(even though I was an oblivious baby at the time)
I felt safe;
I felt like I was truly home.
I've had a tough twenty-something years. But you know what? I don't care.
I don't care because I've got you to support me, cheer me on,
and tease me to death until my frown turns upside down,
and I'm a giggling mess squirming in your strong arms.
We've been through a lot, Dad, you and I.
From my first time on the beach in Chincoteague
to Moon Rides in the backyard.
From my first cleft-palate operation
to my asthma attack during that Easter Vigil Mass.
From my bouts of depression and sadness
to my first fainting episode in high school.
Throughout all of our small fights to our sunny days,
You've been there for me every step of the way.
I'll never forget you, Daddy Wad.
You're the best Dad a young woman like me could ever have.
And I mean that! I'm being 1,000,000,000% sincere.
Yes, I love my birth
Writing Prompts01. letterWriting Prompts5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
02. sticks and stones
08. mother [or father, or both]
17. white noise
24. first kiss
27. fog [or mist]