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 Jul 2019
kain
I hope you don't mind
If I'm too excited to see you
I can't wait to read
The story you wrote
And show you mine too
We love the same songs
So tell me about your bands
I might compliment
Your hair again
Please don't get tired

I think you're really cool
I like your rainbow socks
And all your tees
And the way you tease
And talk about your cats
Your axolotls seem rad
Just like you
I hope things go well
And I hope you don't mind
If I'm thinking of you
I know this chick and she's really neat.
 Jul 2019
Sydney Bittner
The most gorgeous purple glow
To ever dare cut a line through my lungs.
My skin warm and red, itching,
Sun burned
Under the wash of
Your guilt-sick gaze.

To know that I soaked
In all that UV ray damage
Only to find
That when you slide beneath the horizon
You had wished all day
That it would rain.

That is the worst nightmare.
5AM leaves me wired.
I wait for you in my dreams.
 Jul 2019
Cora
all my poems are expats
cast out from my language
from the way of speaking
in which i order coffee
in which i tell my sister
that i love her

it's hard to say why
maybe it's that
it's harder on the rhythm
or there's a smaller audience
and it's nice to be heard sometimes

but there's something else
i lied
i don't really tell my sister
that i love her
in my language

for so many years
it's been a language
that was stuck in my throat
when it was so hard to say
anything

i don't know whether
sapir and whorf were right
with their linguistic relativity theory
but i know i can only speak about
what's really inside of me
while outside of me

from a distance of a whole dictionary
 Jul 2019
jz
One time my sister asked me how love is always so easy for me

But the way I love is the same way people write with their left hands
I don’t, and if I do I do it poorly
I am a book shut with super glue
A vault with no key

But he is different
He isn’t love he is my love
He says the dumbest things
But every time it makes me grin like I’m in the worst love movie you’ve ever seen
His stupid hair and his stupid smile
He has my stupid key

I tell her my secret
The way I fell in love with him
The way I fall in love with him every day
I don’t look for love the same way I don’t search the sky for rain drops
It just begins to drizzle then suddenly it pours all at once
you don’t need to jump when you’re already falling
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