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 Mar 2013 A O'Dea
Genna Peterson
when i was little,
i thought that oyster crackers were made from oysters
so i refused to eat them
because oysters are gross
when i was little,
i liked dunking my head into a pool
because wet hair was fun hair
when i was little,
i wore a tutu
or i wore nothing
none of those things hold true anymore
oysters are actually pretty good
and i can't have soup without crackers
wet hair freezes on the way to my car
and let's be honest
i don't look good in a tutu
and i sure as hell don't want to look at myself naked.
 Mar 2013 A O'Dea
DieingEmbers
There's not enough chocolate
to fill this gap
you've

left

There's not enough tissue
to dry these tears
I've

cried

There's not enough pills
to numb this ache
I'm

feeling

There's not enough sunlight
to warm me
as

you did

There's not enough moonlight
to comfort me
as

you did

There's not enough words
to express how

I

Miss YOU.
 Mar 2013 A O'Dea
Juliette Elisa
Just let me talk to you
Like the old times before
Before everything
Before you became a stranger.

I want to tell you
That I miss you
That I wish I could see you
Or that I wish I could feel you.

Your face has a blur
Because its been so long
Your voice is my own
Because I have to improvise your tone.

And sometimes I wish
You could tell me what to do
And what I should do
What could I do
What do I do.

Nothing but a block of cement
I still listen for a voice
Hoping the marble will carve me
An answer
That proves I'm not crazy
That you did at once
Exist.
 Mar 2013 A O'Dea
Jade Ivy
God damn
 Mar 2013 A O'Dea
Jade Ivy
Sadness is a hell of a drug.
 Mar 2013 A O'Dea
JA Doetsch
When I was but a boy
no older than 4

       I insisted that the number of pickles
       on my sandwich be representative
       of my age.  

4 years.  4 pickles
5 years.  5 pickles
6 years.  6 pickles


This went on for awhile.

    Eventually, though, I felt it was time to end that particular tradition.

28 pickles was getting ridiculous...
Based (mostly) on truth.
 Mar 2013 A O'Dea
Tessa F
My love for you is like the ocean tides.
No matter how many times it gets sent away when the shore needs to be alone for a while,
My love will always be there to come back and wash over you.
For my best friend Devon <3
 Mar 2013 A O'Dea
DieingEmbers
Made your bottle, your ***** changed
your teddy bears all rearranged
winded you and made you giggle
yet you cry and wiggle jiggle

jam on dummy treacle maybe
what's a matter precious baby
rode a mile on grand daddies knee
yet still you cry persistently

have you a tummy ache my pet
then cuddle close and pray don't fret
grand dad will hold you till it's gone
my love my life my sweetest one.
For Alfie 11weeks old as every time I put him in his bouncer he cries to be picked back up
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