Not Broken
As long as I have life to use,
I’ll not decry my every bruise,
I’ll not keep track of every crack,
Or rave about my every scratch,
I’ll not pretend each day is winter,
Bemoaning over every splinter.… Read More Not Broken
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Taking Note
A wise man once said nothing
when nothing needed to be said
Instead he remained quiet
and kept his thoughts in his head… Read More Taking Note
Sarah Pletcher Poetry
I was called home to gain my wings.
It was scary on Earth.
So full of darkness.
Thank you for being my light.
I’m no longer hurting.… Read More Sarah Pletcher Poetry
Our Love Was
Our Love Was
car shows, summer beer fests, and 24/7 air-conditioning
wet Chelsea boots, crunchy leaves, ice coffee no matter the temperature… Read More Our Love Was
Poetry by Karissa
Stealth and her sisters have taken
residence at the cul-de-sacs of my nerves.
They held house warmings,
let the hot air humble itself until
it sank down upon the guests’ shoulders
as a cool, refreshing breeze,… Read More Poetry by Karissa
Not Tonight
She wonders what it would be like to swallow all her pills and fall asleep.
Thoughts darker than the night fill her mind. Pulling her from the feeble grasp of sleep.
Long days of silence broken only by his taunting undulating inhalations and exhalations.
A now-stranger lies a million miles away across the king sized bed.
The mattress where love was once made now presses firmly against her back.
… Read More Not Tonight
Poetry by Pranav
Just like every Saturday night
I was again writing about him
Adding one more chapter to
how he introduced the moon to me… Read More Poetry by Pranav
Yellow
You are yellow to me.
Sunny, happy, bright.
But sometimes,
A little too bright.
A little piercing.
A little blinding.… Read More Yellow
Affinity
At night
the moon
pulls at something
in your blood
like it does
the tides,… Read More Affinity
Magical and Majestic: Niagara Falls
Awe-struck by the breathtaking magical scenery that lay before me,
Boarded the double decker ferry that floated along the shiny clear waves of the blue sea.
Clothed myself with a red rain poncho as I scurried through the queue,
To experience the beauty of the natural wonder that painted an iconic view.… Read More Magical and Majestic: Niagara Falls
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