March 8, 2026

Winners

Im okayI’m okay. / I feel alone again, / But it’s a cycle I’ll get through, right?

#1

40

The Old Scary LadyI remember her house on 58th Street, / always dark, always black curtains, / the smell of mothballs and cobwebs

#2

38

The Cost Of CreatingI talk a lot about art. / My fingers never rest / They ache to hold

#3

33

Other poems

Civic GriefI struggled to write this– / The words won't come clear. / Each day that passes

31

Matsuo Basho or the simplicity of beautyWith a bit of madness in me, / Which is poetry, / I plod along like Chikusai

31

We Will Always Find Our WayWe venture forth / into the inky black / of the unknown—

31

Wild Women of a Certain AgeMy sisters, the time has come / to let your hair grow long and wild and grey, / to cast away the heated rollers and the tongs.

29

The Same NestI miss you; / Mother, father. / Although we sleep in the same nest,

28

In Spring I Dreamed of Summer's SunIn spring I dreamed of summer's sun, / And all the things that I'd get done. / In summer I did dream of fall,

@VictorDLopez18

27

Stand TallAn ironclad lady on the rim, / speaks of neither flighted fairies / nor peaches and cream.

27

Time Crawls Away Like a Little Gray SpiderYou take the / small pleasures when / they come,

@thomas-w-case26

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"Most neurodivergent people do."I told my friend / I struggle to eat / He said

25

Borrowed SilenceThe fog came in low around me, / as if trying to remember the shape of the street. / A single lamp hummed, soft as a held breath.

24

Ere the Horn of RagnarokWhen ages fell, their sagas spun their thread, / And frost-crowned winds proclaimed the world’s decline; / The wolf of dusk rose hungry from the dead,

20

Traumatic LifeThe PTSD never goes away, / Every second; day after day. / Their hands around their throats; and I'm the only one who cared,

@LotusLovebug14

18

Three Movements of a Suspended MorningI. Before Waking / I wake to find the sky withheld from dawn, / A winter hush that seals the blankets warm,

16

LifeIs a great expanse, / A plane of infinite wonder, / As far as the mind can reach.

14

Bleak midwinterIn the bleak midwinter, / Amidst the height of pain, / I find peace.

14

MenIn the house where men have sat, / with their arms open, / receiving nothing,

13

GhostsThat room in my childhood house looks so small. Really in front of my eyes but layered with visions of what used to be. / Do you think of the day I do, when you accidentally fired the toy gun and it put a tiny hole in the wall? / Do you think of the fun and the fear in the way I do?

9

War's BeastWar's a raging beast / Always hunting down its prey / For fear has made it's feast

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The restless deadthe light fades / my responsibilities dissipating / blowing away in the high wind

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WeekendIt kicked the door open like a friend who knows you’ve been drowning all week. / Monday pressed your chest. / Tuesday stole your patience.

@Heart-hacker66063

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It's Okay to Smell****** hell, it's okay to smell / It's okay for your bits / To become a bit fragrant

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