Submissions by laceyspacey
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i need a lot of help with this
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
18th Jun 2013 9:33am
18th Jun 2013 9:33am
sixth
i'll leave you with this.
everything i see in my sleep,
seventh
changed my mind and my life, so i keep it to myself.
eighth
spiny fish
i was swimming in dark murky water, with my father and someone else i can't remember who it was but they were a complete stranger anyways. all i remember was trying to avoid these spiny fish, boney, real skeleton like, skinny, with gray scales that matched the water, and big black eyes. i spotted one small, glowing gold fish too, but i kept trying to swim away from it.
ninth
something about water
we stole a...
everything i see in my sleep,
seventh
changed my mind and my life, so i keep it to myself.
eighth
spiny fish
i was swimming in dark murky water, with my father and someone else i can't remember who it was but they were a complete stranger anyways. all i remember was trying to avoid these spiny fish, boney, real skeleton like, skinny, with gray scales that matched the water, and big black eyes. i spotted one small, glowing gold fish too, but i kept trying to swim away from it.
ninth
something about water
we stole a...
1395 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Jun 2013 9:01am
18th Jun 2013 9:01am
april 15 2013
somehow
i'm still at nothing
but a loss of words.
i can almost remember when abraham lincoln
was shot and killed
by john wilkes booth
in 1865.
i vividly remember in 1912 the RMS titanic sinking
after striking an iceberg,
killing all but 710
of it's 2,227 passengers and crew on board.
i may not remember being born in 1992
but i'll remember how i felt 21 years later
sitting at a bar for the first time
watching two bombings
that had just happened
on the tv.
and i'll...
i'm still at nothing
but a loss of words.
i can almost remember when abraham lincoln
was shot and killed
by john wilkes booth
in 1865.
i vividly remember in 1912 the RMS titanic sinking
after striking an iceberg,
killing all but 710
of it's 2,227 passengers and crew on board.
i may not remember being born in 1992
but i'll remember how i felt 21 years later
sitting at a bar for the first time
watching two bombings
that had just happened
on the tv.
and i'll...
984 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Jun 2013 2:40am
17th Jun 2013 2:40am
but, i love you
up tight
but all i wanna do
is blow your mind.
and i don't mean that metaphorically
i mean i want to take a gun
and
blow
your
mind
aw a y.
but all i wanna do
is blow your mind.
and i don't mean that metaphorically
i mean i want to take a gun
and
blow
your
mind
aw a y.
775 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Jun 2013 2:36am
17th Jun 2013 2:36am
super oyster
babe
don't you know
the world is our flea market.
don't you know
the world is our flea market.
702 reads
7 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jun 2013 2:37pm
14th Jun 2013 2:37pm
english not good me
i'm going to kill the garbage can
and a rock
because they are not
a tree
or an animal
because they are not
alive
they cannot reproduce
they cannot take in something
then make it into waste
they cannot adapt to their environment
and those are the three things science books say
it takes to be alive
so i can kill a garbage can
and i can kill a rock
...
and a rock
because they are not
a tree
or an animal
because they are not
alive
they cannot reproduce
they cannot take in something
then make it into waste
they cannot adapt to their environment
and those are the three things science books say
it takes to be alive
so i can kill a garbage can
and i can kill a rock
...
697 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Jun 2013 2:02am
13th Jun 2013 2:02am
shake it like a polaroid picture, bitch
but someone told me once
you're not suppose to shake polaroid pictures.
you're not suppose to shake polaroid pictures.
977 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Jun 2013 9:33am
9th Jun 2013 9:33am
words in a box
---
659 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Jun 2013 9:02am
7th Jun 2013 9:02am
assured resting is easier stale
i am male
only in the stars
where all things begin
i come with
the spring.
a green rose means
i hail from
the fourth planet
mars.
fire is my mother
and all that's important
is my head
more importantly
my face.
red diamonds
my bright eyes.
iron in my honeysuckles
a field of thistles
and apparently any tree
that bares thornes
was bore
for me.
ingredients:
mustard seeds
cayenne peppers
onions
garlic
and leeks.
contains no: soy, milk, or milk...
only in the stars
where all things begin
i come with
the spring.
a green rose means
i hail from
the fourth planet
mars.
fire is my mother
and all that's important
is my head
more importantly
my face.
red diamonds
my bright eyes.
iron in my honeysuckles
a field of thistles
and apparently any tree
that bares thornes
was bore
for me.
ingredients:
mustard seeds
cayenne peppers
onions
garlic
and leeks.
contains no: soy, milk, or milk...
655 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Jun 2013 9:04pm
5th Jun 2013 9:04pm
monroe infection
she was a lady
i lived in that county
now i've obtained one
on my lip.
puss is yellow
gang-green is
well green
pilots
are guys who fly planes
seamen
are guys who operate boats.
maybe these words
are just death
in the form of infection
crawling to my brain
that would rather just shut down
then put up a fight
...
i lived in that county
now i've obtained one
on my lip.
puss is yellow
gang-green is
well green
pilots
are guys who fly planes
seamen
are guys who operate boats.
maybe these words
are just death
in the form of infection
crawling to my brain
that would rather just shut down
then put up a fight
...
715 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jun 2013 8:50pm
5th Jun 2013 8:50pm
kids please stop shooting up your schools
we could use you as soldiers
or better yet
all join together
to form a group
and overthrow our government
...
i can legally say that
right?
or better yet
all join together
to form a group
and overthrow our government
...
i can legally say that
right?
665 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
4th Jun 2013 2:22am
4th Jun 2013 2:22am
the stuffed pink bunny used for masturbation at age seven
the bullet goes in his head
real smooth like
as if it was just some peculiar object
thrown into a pool of butter
but the pool
is shaped like someone's brain.
its almost as if i can see it
from an inside point of view
but no
there really wasn't ever
a point to any of this
at all
just a weird smell
left lingering in my nose
all the way to the back of my mouth.
the body
wasn't a body after all
just another living-breathing person
now on the floor
and my mom shields my eyes
with...
real smooth like
as if it was just some peculiar object
thrown into a pool of butter
but the pool
is shaped like someone's brain.
its almost as if i can see it
from an inside point of view
but no
there really wasn't ever
a point to any of this
at all
just a weird smell
left lingering in my nose
all the way to the back of my mouth.
the body
wasn't a body after all
just another living-breathing person
now on the floor
and my mom shields my eyes
with...
700 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2013 4:50pm
3rd Jun 2013 4:50pm
go get a life, it's where?
i hate the crawling essence of time
because it's just there
and i hate the walls
because they're square.
because it's just there
and i hate the walls
because they're square.
578 reads
4 Comments
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