Free Verse
Just do what you Already did
Even though you may be loved unconditionally by family, it also can feel like you can’t win. How many times, especially growing up with your parents, have you been told to do something one specific way, and then when you do, you’re told it should’ve been done another way?
By Gabriel Shames3 days ago in Poets
Voice
The creature on my shoulder eats my words. Dips at my voice with a hummingbird sticky, sipper’s tongue. I am the one who frames my thoughts, guides them into life with my teeth and tender lips. It is the one who feasts. Snatches every notion. Gulps them, oyster-like, without tasting. Doesn’t seem to care for flavours. Words in anger, words in love. Words in pain or fear or joy. All my words, it catches. Of screaming too, it snatches, wriggling with pleasure. Gorged on my voice, it grows, and I fall silent.
By Lauren Everdell4 days ago in Poets
