Submissions by aero0
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
6th Nov 2019 7:57am
6th Nov 2019 7:57am
426
baptism-
cold water and crocodile tears
involuntary or acquiescence
understanding does not exist after only ninety sols
allegedly absolved
fixated on malevolence not yet present
because resentment like this is not inborn it’s taught
resentment-
cathedrals and stained glass
constraining or depressing
hymns do not always bring peace
an inimical environment within the minds
of those who have yet to find comfort in their own heartbeats
because acceptance is not a commandment
acceptance- ...
cold water and crocodile tears
involuntary or acquiescence
understanding does not exist after only ninety sols
allegedly absolved
fixated on malevolence not yet present
because resentment like this is not inborn it’s taught
resentment-
cathedrals and stained glass
constraining or depressing
hymns do not always bring peace
an inimical environment within the minds
of those who have yet to find comfort in their own heartbeats
because acceptance is not a commandment
acceptance- ...
#religion
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
27th Mar 2017 4:36am
27th Mar 2017 4:36am
26.03.2017
there are times when being there will not be enough
and times when effort will not restore
still the worst is when both lack to mend the past
and times when effort will not restore
still the worst is when both lack to mend the past
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1 Comment
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
10th Nov 2016 1:45am
10th Nov 2016 1:45am
11/9
I woke up in mourning.
As a woman
As a latina
As an atheist
As a bisexual
I am terrified.
I am devastated.
It's not time to get hateful.
It is time to get motivated.
This is real.
As a woman
As a latina
As an atheist
As a bisexual
I am terrified.
I am devastated.
It's not time to get hateful.
It is time to get motivated.
This is real.
659 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
19th Oct 2016 1:47am
19th Oct 2016 1:47am
Josh
I could blame you for so many things
In my head
I think I do
They made me go to a shrink
Forced me to ride thirty-five minutes every Tuesday night
Made me draw a picture of a frowning face on construction paper
"How does that make you feel?"
It made me hate them
In my head
I think I do
I won't see you again
I've never believed in something less than God
My brain rejects the idea that death is the beginning of something beautiful
There are times, many times
That I think they think that makes me a monster
...
In my head
I think I do
They made me go to a shrink
Forced me to ride thirty-five minutes every Tuesday night
Made me draw a picture of a frowning face on construction paper
"How does that make you feel?"
It made me hate them
In my head
I think I do
I won't see you again
I've never believed in something less than God
My brain rejects the idea that death is the beginning of something beautiful
There are times, many times
That I think they think that makes me a monster
...
556 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
15th Oct 2016 10:13pm
15th Oct 2016 10:13pm
jj
There's not much to say
Some things just don't need to last
I hope you are well
Some things just don't need to last
I hope you are well
757 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
10th Oct 2016 8:05am
10th Oct 2016 8:05am
Taylor
"I just really need a break."
Ten years, five months, three weeks
I've had a lot of time to think
I burned all three letters
All unread
I don't hate you
I never could
And I'm not mad
But I haven't seen your sister in seven years
I haven't picked up the phone to call her either
And she looks like you now
But instead she looks happy
I'm not sure how to process that
I don't look at the color red the same way
Shallow water makes me anxious
Sometimes I wonder
If I hit three more stop lights ...
Ten years, five months, three weeks
I've had a lot of time to think
I burned all three letters
All unread
I don't hate you
I never could
And I'm not mad
But I haven't seen your sister in seven years
I haven't picked up the phone to call her either
And she looks like you now
But instead she looks happy
I'm not sure how to process that
I don't look at the color red the same way
Shallow water makes me anxious
Sometimes I wonder
If I hit three more stop lights ...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
10th Oct 2016 7:39am
10th Oct 2016 7:39am
Spencer
"If you ever want to run away..."
When I close my eyes at night I see you
With big blue eyes
Standing under street lights
Promising the future
Being reckless and wild and young
I remember the way your hand felt in mine
The way you'd kiss me seven times before you left
I remember being crazy
I'd do anything for you
Go anywhere for you
Be anyone for you
Maybe that's too much for a twenty-one year old
A kid that hasn't seen the world
But I was yours
That's what I wanted to be
When I close my eyes...
When I close my eyes at night I see you
With big blue eyes
Standing under street lights
Promising the future
Being reckless and wild and young
I remember the way your hand felt in mine
The way you'd kiss me seven times before you left
I remember being crazy
I'd do anything for you
Go anywhere for you
Be anyone for you
Maybe that's too much for a twenty-one year old
A kid that hasn't seen the world
But I was yours
That's what I wanted to be
When I close my eyes...
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Sep 2016 2:11am
26th Sep 2016 2:11am
Asperger’s
What are you even talking about?”
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Are you even paying attention?”
“Stop being so weird.”
“Well, we can’t all be robots like you.”
“Look me in the eye.”
“You’re being rude.”
“Stand up for yourself.”
“Look at me when you’re speaking young lady.”
“Why do you have to be so abrasive?”
“Get over it!”
“Why are you so fixated on this?”
“God damn it! Look me in the eye!”
“Why are you so weird?”
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
...
“That doesn’t make any sense.”
“Are you even paying attention?”
“Stop being so weird.”
“Well, we can’t all be robots like you.”
“Look me in the eye.”
“You’re being rude.”
“Stand up for yourself.”
“Look at me when you’re speaking young lady.”
“Why do you have to be so abrasive?”
“Get over it!”
“Why are you so fixated on this?”
“God damn it! Look me in the eye!”
“Why are you so weird?”
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Jul 2016 6:01am
27th Jul 2016 6:01am
Join the Movement
If you shoot me in the head to get your point across
I can assure you it will only go in one ear and out the other
I can assure you it will only go in one ear and out the other
538 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Jul 2016 4:12am
19th Jul 2016 4:12am
Bruised
Indecisive
Apathetic
Torn
A number of adjectives have been used to describe my inability to make decisions. I've always found it difficult to pick a side, choose a label, follow a movement blindly.
It's difficult to commit myself to something that seems so final and unchanging.
It's absurd to assume I won't change my mind in an hour, in a month; when I see the world a little differently.
I currently find myself in this unique position. Not indifferent; I feel like this is a forced indecision.
Black lives matter.
And...
Apathetic
Torn
A number of adjectives have been used to describe my inability to make decisions. I've always found it difficult to pick a side, choose a label, follow a movement blindly.
It's difficult to commit myself to something that seems so final and unchanging.
It's absurd to assume I won't change my mind in an hour, in a month; when I see the world a little differently.
I currently find myself in this unique position. Not indifferent; I feel like this is a forced indecision.
Black lives matter.
And...
619 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
9th May 2016 4:16pm
9th May 2016 4:16pm
Untitled
Stubborn to a fault
You will not quit this torture
Even if you break
You will not quit this torture
Even if you break
676 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
7th May 2014 3:33pm
7th May 2014 3:33pm
The Benefits of Technology Pt 2
The last voice I really listened to was automated. I asked Siri for the number to the pizza shop down the street. I didn't want to walk past my parents to go to the kitchen. Then I got too nervous to call and ordered delivery online instead.
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