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When asked if we could feature her as our Artist of the Month, Linda Strawberry responded with a resounding yes. Spend any time on her website and you soon realize that […]
Poetry can be a powerful way to express your feelings, find comfort, and connect with others who understand what you’re going through. Here, you’ll find a diverse range of poems, from young people, that reflect hope, resilience, and the strength we all have inside us. Whether you’re looking for a boost of positivity, a reminder that you’re not alone, or just a moment of reflection, we’ve got something here for you. We’d love it if you submitted your own poetry, art, or story! Send us a message via our Contact Us page.
When asked if we could feature her as our Artist of the Month, Linda Strawberry responded with a resounding yes. Spend any time on her website and you soon realize that […]
When I sit alone and cry It feels like a hundred years pass by Time is standing still It always gives me a chill
I open the recipe book and search for the ingredients for family. The passed down pages, ear-marked and cherished; there it is: Start with a large mixing bowl with a
Fall back and leave me alone! I hate you all! Fuck the doctors for certifying me when you don’t know who thefuck I am!Fuck staff for never having a straight
I mean every last one of you that Doctor Cruz has ever prescribed! Fuck you, Zyprexa!Eat a dick, Seroquel!Leave me alone, Risperdal! You whores make my stomach grow and I’m
The universe speaks to us as waves, invigorating, pulsing,transforming, diversifying, illuminating, maturing, attracting.Infinitely, it speaks to us through fractals and fossils…the ‘…ologies’ of earthly studiesVolcan-, seism-, and ge-The universe holds
If there’s one thing you can rely on me for, it’s my ability to start a fire on these pages of this nervous novel written in a perspective riddled by climax.
The harder I try The weaker I die It’s never going to be okay Constantly reminded of that day So many regrets And now ten times the debt Stranger starring
i thought for once i was happy with my friend that the wounds were beginning to mend but i got lost in an illusion that now feels like an intrusion
I’m the one who always got in trouble I’m the one who didn’t get the good grades I’m the one who got the small room I’m the one who didn’t
I reach for hopeWhen there’s nothing leftEven when I’m drowningIn my own pit of Darkness and PainEven when I’m all aloneI reach for the thread of hopeEven when it’s dark
Is it just me? I look in the mirror but all I see is confusion, embarassment,and me. Do you feel the way I feel or is it just me? I