Imola Tóth

Joined July 2024

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I write poetry and fiction on the edge of the map when I'm not working in the forest.

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Pitter-Patter Poem
I want to curl up in your arms with my head resting on your chest listening to your heartbeat lub-dub! lub-dub! I want to nestle inside you and
By Imola Tóth7 months ago in Poets
Seventeen syllables
I write tiny poems Thousands of them every day They’re all about you
By Imola Tóth7 months ago in Poets
An unnamed poem I wrote on the field at work
I compose so many poems in my head while I work but I don't stop to note them down. The 10 cent I'd make with them is not worth the loss
By Imola Tóth7 months ago in Poets
what do you write about?
i take my traumas turn them into poetry so others can heal I often get asked what I write about, but I never really know how to answer.
By Imola Tóth7 months ago in Poets
Society
If you would tell me 15 years ago, that a song will change my life — and the material girl I used to be will live like a gypsy out of a 70-liter backpack, walking around in torn work wear — I wouldn't believe you.
By Imola Tóth7 months ago in Writers
What happened to Emilia Kállay?. Content Warning.
Being thirteen is a horrendous age for a girl. Or at least, that's what we thought when Emilia celebrated her birthday. We knew the day was coming up, based on the intel we collected about her. We prepared our plan a week ahead so I could sleep over at Marvin's. We spared all the money we made from mowing lawn for this long range listening device that was advertised on Teleshop.
By Imola Tóth8 months ago in Fiction
on days like this i crawl back into my skin. Top Story - June 2025.
in the midst of trying to make a living i forgot to do exactly that - living but the universe ordered a random day off and i woke withe the first rays of the sun
By Imola Tóth8 months ago in Poets
the iron maiden
2 minutes to midnight yet I'm afraid to shoot strangers the age of innocence is all in your mind I have a burning ambition
By Imola Tóth8 months ago in Poets
strong black coffee with a splash of milk
i am a strong black coffee with a splash of milk just enough to take the edge no sugar, no honey to mask the bitterness roasting gives me rich aroma
By Imola Tóth8 months ago in Poets
today i hid in the toilet and cried
today I want to be alone but it's Tuesday 9am and I am already on the fucking field in the forest with my fucking brushing machine which
By Imola Tóth8 months ago in Poets
But how are you, really?
My ink spills 'bout me In every line — it's time to read other's tales. ~~~ I wrote this for "The 500 reads haiku challenge" by @Carolina Borges.
By Imola Tóth8 months ago in Poets
i don't want to be a mother.. Winner in Things You Can’t Say Out Loud Challenge.
I don't want to be a mother. There. I said it. I wanted children when I was a child. Before I learned what having a child really means.
By Imola Tóth8 months ago in Poets