Lit Poetry

She always smiled in her pics She held purses with nothing inside, Wore shiny sunglasses that Covered her eyes. They saw her and they liked her. They called her,...

Anyone can tell you what heat sounds like. A steady, thrumming hum that fades in and out In and out It’s the song sung by thick, heavy air and...

You’re walking up your normal stairs, smokey brown and old chipped, and you turn right at the top and into the bathroom, when the...

It was infectious. Everything about him. Everything. Why did he smile like that? At me. At everything. Nothing was worth smiling about. Not like that. The air was...

I place fabric over my skin not to cover up but to glorify. I am independent, powerful. I ask not for your attention, nor your comments,...

My grandmother shows me pictures from her twenties and I’m shocked at how attractive she was You were really beautiful I say and she smiles putting the...

look at us now, strangers, both casualties of Time and i still have the route to your house programmed in my bones forever seems so attainable when you’re young...

when i die i ask this of you bury me in the flowers. bury me deep within a meadow so my heart can be one with...

I was friends with her for a time. Everyone thought of her as “that girl” But there was more than that ─ More than what it may have...

I want to hear a song that makes me go still, quiet in the organs of my body, I want a truth I’ve never heard...