Submissions by neves
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
When the curls start to speak
Must I choose a season
When they have their own work to get through
and mother takes a heavy blow for all of them?
I guess we'll sit playing pretend
like none of this is happening
as seasons become fluid
and keep melting ice caps.
and mother takes a heavy blow for all of them?
I guess we'll sit playing pretend
like none of this is happening
as seasons become fluid
and keep melting ice caps.
#minimalist
#nature
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Take me to Soho
I wanna get
down on you
light me up
in neon red
like all your
other lovers,
I wanna go
slow with you
let me hide
in every room
until skin turns
into wallpaper.
down on you
light me up
in neon red
like all your
other lovers,
I wanna go
slow with you
let me hide
in every room
until skin turns
into wallpaper.
#minimalist
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I know we don't do valentines
but every moment
with you feels like
a new adventure
no matter how
big or small it is,
as we watch
many climb up a
golden escalator
throughout both
our lifetimes
i'll turn my head
towards you, slow
blinking our secret
little message with
a smile on my face
knowing I will never
finish falling in love
with you, as your
name leaves my
mouth warm
and tender.
with you feels like
a new adventure
no matter how
big or small it is,
as we watch
many climb up a
golden escalator
throughout both
our lifetimes
i'll turn my head
towards you, slow
blinking our secret
little message with
a smile on my face
knowing I will never
finish falling in love
with you, as your
name leaves my
mouth warm
and tender.
#confessional
#LGBT
#polyamory #relationships
#polyamory #relationships
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Primal head
It's chaos like yours
dragging animals
out inside of us
who have tired eyes
unable to peacefully
sleep in darkness
waking up to the
sound of pindrops,
watching shadows
crawling over walls
wondering if little
nightmares playing
endlessly on loops
will ever be over
the creak of a
door, the sound
of a pattering
foot, the claws
tucked away
into pillows
ready to
strike up
like hot
matches.
dragging animals
out inside of us
who have tired eyes
unable to peacefully
sleep in darkness
waking up to the
sound of pindrops,
watching shadows
crawling over walls
wondering if little
nightmares playing
endlessly on loops
will ever be over
the creak of a
door, the sound
of a pattering
foot, the claws
tucked away
into pillows
ready to
strike up
like hot
matches.
#animals
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
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Now, about those highways
I like to remember things my own way. How I remembered them, not necessarily the way they happened. —David Lynch, Lost Highway
We all have them don't we?
Most of us see them
as routes to destinations,
lines guiding us to private
paradises and cramming in
what we can on a long drive.
This is where i'm home
headlights and yellow lines,
polaroids hanging off old
monuments, memories
tacked on the trunks of
tall trees, oral stories
half finished dripping
off somebody's lips.
...
We all have them don't we?
Most of us see them
as routes to destinations,
lines guiding us to private
paradises and cramming in
what we can on a long drive.
This is where i'm home
headlights and yellow lines,
polaroids hanging off old
monuments, memories
tacked on the trunks of
tall trees, oral stories
half finished dripping
off somebody's lips.
...
#LifeCycle
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It's the 28th of December 2024
I came here eleven years ago
and met somebody extraordinary,
tonight I return to this bridge leaving
this note saying family can be
chosen in this life too.
We are smiling because you will
meet somebody extraordinary too,
you can't see us but we
are sitting beside you.
and met somebody extraordinary,
tonight I return to this bridge leaving
this note saying family can be
chosen in this life too.
We are smiling because you will
meet somebody extraordinary too,
you can't see us but we
are sitting beside you.
#family
#friendship
#LifeCycle
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Something I will never be able to say in this lifetime
To tell you truth it all terrifies me
more than it has ever done before
so I draw circles around your sentences,
pin question marks like stars in a night sky
staying on the watch, in landscape mode
remaining inside a wide angle
not so close, not so far.
more than it has ever done before
so I draw circles around your sentences,
pin question marks like stars in a night sky
staying on the watch, in landscape mode
remaining inside a wide angle
not so close, not so far.
#honesty
#love
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Before the words
there is a voice
before the voice
there is a rumble.
before the voice
there is a rumble.
#minimalist
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Columns never looked so pretty
except you came
from italy 5000
years later.
from italy 5000
years later.
#minimalist
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Voicemail
I wanted to
reach out then
I realised stars
aren't made
for everyone
and some
are born to
watch them
from the
ground.
reach out then
I realised stars
aren't made
for everyone
and some
are born to
watch them
from the
ground.
#minimalist
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It gets so bad it makes sense
when you
slowly draw
the curtains
and petrol
begins to spill
from your
legs,
waiting for
my mouth
to ignite
that all
consuming
howl.
slowly draw
the curtains
and petrol
begins to spill
from your
legs,
waiting for
my mouth
to ignite
that all
consuming
howl.
#confessional
#erotic
#LGBT #relationships
#LGBT #relationships
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Banquet
There's animals
in strange suits
consuming flesh
like red wine
spilling over
white satin,
I slow my gait
crossing over
noting the pure
gluttony hidden
in every pupil
as they speak
in small jargon
while mouths
slowly begin
to fill up.
in strange suits
consuming flesh
like red wine
spilling over
white satin,
I slow my gait
crossing over
noting the pure
gluttony hidden
in every pupil
as they speak
in small jargon
while mouths
slowly begin
to fill up.
#symbolism
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