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

Someone has to pay the bills
You don’t want to be called lazy, so you work tirelessly to appease society, working a job that causes you undue stress throughout the day while you wait for the small hand of the clock to point to 5. It is the time when you can untie the tourniquet around your feet and legs that keep you enslaved in a system that preaches no handouts for people who are physically capable of providing for their families and themselves.
By Ali SP4 years ago in Poets
I Hardly Noticed
There is something about the silence you can only find late at night in a motel room. The sounds of the world seem to fade as the yellow lights seep in the windows. It's the only light illuminating their face as they stare into your eyes. Everyone always looks so beautiful and haunted in those lights.
By Searra Staton4 years ago in Poets
"My Blackness" & "SKIN"
My Blackness Let me tell you about my blackness It's strong It's powerful It's beautiful It continues to flourish into greatness
By Vernon T. Scott4 years ago in Poets
Test of Time
”time is on our side” so, why do we run and hide trespassing, crossing all those thin lines working tirelessly to make sense of a dark mind
By g.m.t 4 years ago in Poets
Chairoscuro
a match flares breaching the dark blur of bones two sea-black eyes shimmering inside of the crackling rain I've forgotten my way back
By Timothy James Lane4 years ago in Poets
Laying with Lucy
Maybe I was too young, the first time I laid with Lucy. I placed her on my tongue. She picked me up, dumped me on my back
By Samuel Braithwaite 4 years ago in Poets
Now, or Coming Soon: Six Poems of Longing
Word; World There is no world without words But when I see another world; yours I lost my words; wordless I thought about your word
By Moch Aldy MA4 years ago in Poets
The Pull of Water
I am fascinated by wild water, the great power of it’s rhythmical sound, yet remain terrified that I might drown. ***
By KJ Aartila4 years ago in Poets
Escape From Modernity
City, streets, people, cars, Kids, noise, pollution, gastro bars, Suffocating flats, invisible waves from tech devices,
By The Soulful Scribbler 4 years ago in Poets
Moonstruck
I forget too often to look up. The night And the spectacle revealed as the light fades Still fill me with childlike wonder.
By Dana Crandell4 years ago in Poets
A Halloween Fable, October 31
The dead trees on both sides of this macabre road line up like bony corpses with contorted arms. We recoil in horror. The bruised leaves dangle from their branches like limp fingers. The air smells of our decomposing dreams.
By Irina Patterson4 years ago in Poets
Remembering the Heart of a Phenomenal Black Woman
Maya Angelou is one of the first names to come to mind, when I think of a phenomenal black woman. Her autobiography titled: "The Heart of a Woman" is an inspirational birds-eye-view into her life and relationships, primarily between her and her son.
By Justiss Goode4 years ago in Poets