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Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.

Children of The Light
When we serve others, do what is right, and walk in the light… Our soul's burdens weaken and we obtain extra fuel for the fight…
By Tiffany Gordon3 years ago in Poets
A Seamless Box
Just vote There’s no knife to your throat Just vote Who cares if you can afford your child’s new coat Just vote We need a new boat
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
blue car
you have finished me off like an old car you have exceeded the limit for enduring horrors – now leaves coming off in the battered upholstery
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
I Miss My Breasts
I miss my breasts Now, to be clear, to you it looks like they’re still here. And, here they are and here they’re B
By Judey Kalchik 3 years ago in Poets
Excellence in Excess
I'm lost once more within the maze Accosted by my consequence Years pass by my yet vacant gaze I'm trapped within this rich pretence
By Insinq Datum3 years ago in Poets
Writetober, Day 2 - Companion of Destruction
Alright, here is day two! Once again, the prompt is not explicitly mentioned in the piece - you have to guess! If you get it before I reveal it at the end, please let me know - that way I can make future pieces either harder or easier! :D
By Hannah Gray3 years ago in Poets
Millennial Kingdom
Our feet touch earth Collecting dust, debris Weights to push Or pull, Dragging us to center Where infernos blaze
By Katrina Thornley3 years ago in Poets
Her Space
The warmth of his body, she is the size of a child in his arms as she melts into him. A long, deep breath he makes in slumber, tickling the base of her neck,
By Jess Boyes3 years ago in Poets
Loss and Gain. Second Place in Get Comfortable Challenge. Second Place in 2023 Vocal Writing Awards - Free Verse Poetry.
I enter your fifth grade classroom. It’s writing festival and you’ve written an “I am” poem. “I am from never give up even if you can’t take it.”
By F Cade Swanson3 years ago in Poets
from the mouths of ghosts
i want you to jump into my bones. two fingers prodding at my lips rugged drag the beating heart back up my neck & pull it out my mouth
By choreomanias3 years ago in Poets
A Moment of Magic
Her little hand is close in mine, I squeeze it as we near the time: Our full attention, A ball of gold, Sinking in the mirror sea.
By Britni Pepper3 years ago in Poets
Walking the Dog in Winter . First Place in Get Comfortable Challenge.
The tree holds sky between its branches— a cloud and a blue so intense it reminds me of summer, as if it’s possible for a dying,
By Lori Lamothe3 years ago in Poets