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Most recently published stories in Poets.

What if?
What if you didn't have to think about it? What if you didn't have to worry about finances? What if you didn't have to worry about dinner?
By Jen Phillipsabout 3 hours ago in Poets
Ice, Ice Baby
Ice agents patrol Streets of Minneapolis Citizens uneased
By Tina D. Lopezabout 3 hours ago in Poets
Gratitude . Content Warning.
You should be down on your knees (like she was), thanking God for your good fortune (and hers) bemused awe, you’re entitled
By Harper Lewisabout 3 hours ago in Poets
Love, On Purpose
Love, On Purpose I don’t want the movie version I want the Tuesday version with socks on the floor. The kettle clicking like a small green light,
By Milan Milicabout 3 hours ago in Poets
A Dog's Purpose
To you, a dog is part of your life for a split second, but you are part of theirs for a lifetime. We don't speak the same language, but we completely understand each other,
By Jen Phillipsabout 4 hours ago in Poets
Dream Log #9
This was a dream from last which I think was triggered by bumping into somebody I used to work with. She has retired from the care home I used to work with. I feel a bit too exhausted to try and make this short dream to make it over the 600 word count requirement from Vocal, so I will convert it into a poem so it will will automatically pass the filter and I feel like writing a poem because the imagery felt nostalgic and daunting at the same time.
By Chloe Gilholyabout 4 hours ago in Poets
He Snores Like a Train on a Track
He Snores Like a Train on a Track He snores like a train on a track, full steam ahead, no holding back, starts with a rattle, builds to a roar,
By Marie381Uk about 4 hours ago in Poets
Individuality doesn't exist
When did humanity become so vanilla? 8 billion people but one personality, We get up, go to work, go home, go to sleep, and do it all over again.
By Jen Phillipsabout 4 hours ago in Poets
it cannot be fear
when your heart constricts, turn from it. think of something else and run away. we're not allowed to feel that here, inside cubicle walls
By Leigh Victoria Phan, MS, MFAabout 4 hours ago in Poets
Destination Unknown
I. Sometimes, it’s that sign on the side of the road that beckons you to follow an unknown road toward a curious
By Dean Traylorabout 4 hours ago in Poets
Life of the Party
Smile when I arrive. Shake my hand. Pat my back. I am the life of the party. You don't belong Claim to be my friend. Laugh at my humor.
By Julie Lacksonenabout 5 hours ago in Poets
Voting Taboo
There is a taboo around Sharing your views around Politics and whom You plan to give your vote And put into power and You're all in that boat
By Emma Weirabout 6 hours ago in Poets