Prose

"Celestial Odyssey"
Amidst the azure sky, a Butterfly flutters by, Casting dreams in bones, beneath the Celestial tie.
By Hendrik SancheZ2 years ago in Poets
Take me Back
Take me back Way on back To my childhood When life was really good When life was pure When it was funny to be immature
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
An Abecedarian. Top Story - January 2024.
After language ceases to serve the needs of a people, it’s said Brutality takes hold. Protests shift from “Civilized Discourse,” to, well, you know. This proclamation hardly denotes truth.
By kp2 years ago in Poets
Greek Alphabet. Consummated
Sort of for the reference: α Romeo β Juliet γ aminobutyric acid Δ Air Lines ε (just an error) ζ potential η (viscosity)
By Andrei Z.2 years ago in Poets
Intimacy
What kind of intimacy do you seek Physical intimacy seems easier to find than any other kind But it’s more important to find intimacy of the mind
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
"CATALINA BOARDWALK ROMANCE". Content Warning.
This is fictional prose. The characters and story are fictional, and were created by the author's eclectic brain of fairytales blended with real life of places, people, and other stuff. The Pink Blush Hotel and The Dream Factory Studios are fictional properties. Any reflection to real characters is coincidental.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 2 years ago in Poets
Judas’ Kiss
An abecedarian, nightmare of abandonment Betrayal in his lips, Caressing my hips, Dreams that wont cease. Endangering my peace.
By Natasha Collazo2 years ago in Poets
The Proposal
'Twas a busy evening On my way back from work Soon the day would darken And demons and angels would lurk. Lucky for me, it was the latter I saw.
By Victory Harry Izevbekhai2 years ago in Poets
I Hate Snow
It’s cold It’s cold It freaking snowed This weather is old Time for it to go Nothing is controlled No way snow will be rolled
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
To the boy I will love
To the boy I will love. I am writing a letter to the boy I will love in the future. I will be candid with you. I am not the easiest to love. I tend to overthink every small thing, mull over even the most mundane of things, and get stressed about it the entire day. I shut people out a lot of times. I am irritating and demanding at times.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
The Insult
Am I deaf and Blind, sir? Can you tell me that you Did not just say what I heard? My Ears are just Fine. Did you really…?
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Material Girl
Material girl So caught up in the world Your life and outlook make me hurl Self-indulgent Caring for no one else Just a little material girl
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets