Submissions by neves
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
When the curls start to speak
Dark water
I try getting to water
if clocks give me a chance,
she was made from water
but her words stand
like moons
so I go to the water
meeting my creator
lay down my
skull coloured
in dark maria,
knowing how
bodies speak
more volume
as my legs
slowly ball
inside my
chest.
if clocks give me a chance,
she was made from water
but her words stand
like moons
so I go to the water
meeting my creator
lay down my
skull coloured
in dark maria,
knowing how
bodies speak
more volume
as my legs
slowly ball
inside my
chest.
#water
#minimalist
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The greatest compliment
was a stray
cat rubbing
it's fur along
the back of
my legs.
cat rubbing
it's fur along
the back of
my legs.
#minimalist
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I will do it again
with very little,
cut by the last thread
of purpose
riding a train grinding
it's way to deep
country
in the middle of
nothing and nowhere,
I will do it again
as my scapula grinds
against the rail
and tracks
scream out
their last
spark.
cut by the last thread
of purpose
riding a train grinding
it's way to deep
country
in the middle of
nothing and nowhere,
I will do it again
as my scapula grinds
against the rail
and tracks
scream out
their last
spark.
#minimalist
#travel
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I pass streetlights on the way home
remembering how I asked
what was it like being in a ring
with people screaming at you?
he explained you cannot see
anybody past two rows as
lights shine down on you,
once you understand this
nothing else really matters.
what was it like being in a ring
with people screaming at you?
he explained you cannot see
anybody past two rows as
lights shine down on you,
once you understand this
nothing else really matters.
#minimalist
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Never expect
to receive what
you never gone
out to seek.
you never gone
out to seek.
#minimalist
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Welcome to hippocampus
The slight raise
of an eyebrow
head gradually
tilting to the right,
i've been wearing
it since eleven
years of age
and the truth
is nobody ever
knows what's
happening,
lately i've been
less conversation
more draining out
disappointments
into my local
swimming pool
because my
hippocampus
isn't tolerating
discourses in
nonsense.
of an eyebrow
head gradually
tilting to the right,
i've been wearing
it since eleven
years of age
and the truth
is nobody ever
knows what's
happening,
lately i've been
less conversation
more draining out
disappointments
into my local
swimming pool
because my
hippocampus
isn't tolerating
discourses in
nonsense.
#confessional
#metaphor
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Gothicking
Haven't been to
Chaucertown since
I was a young one
but that was a
retreat where
you ate very little,
you had a secret
stash of sweets
waiting for you
because hunger is
a savage bastard
that doesn't settle
down for crumbs,
I think how odd
it all looks since
i've grown older
looking at tickets
costing a bomb
just to gaze into
place of worship,
how we wandered
around outside it
the evening before
like rebels without
sacrificing...
Chaucertown since
I was a young one
but that was a
retreat where
you ate very little,
you had a secret
stash of sweets
waiting for you
because hunger is
a savage bastard
that doesn't settle
down for crumbs,
I think how odd
it all looks since
i've grown older
looking at tickets
costing a bomb
just to gaze into
place of worship,
how we wandered
around outside it
the evening before
like rebels without
sacrificing...
#LGBT
#polyamory
#relationships #religion
#relationships #religion
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Void(age)
As a void
You start getting tired
seeing 120 feet away
of what's coming
and don't always
wish to see six times
lower in darkness than
the average human,
it gets exhausting
catching yourself
after the hardest
fall, then purring
to aid the bone
density you require
as a void
I wish to roll around
in sunshine, slow blink
at every flower that
softly blooms into
another season
let my eyes dilate
seeing my loved
ones faces, no hiss
or arched back...
You start getting tired
seeing 120 feet away
of what's coming
and don't always
wish to see six times
lower in darkness than
the average human,
it gets exhausting
catching yourself
after the hardest
fall, then purring
to aid the bone
density you require
as a void
I wish to roll around
in sunshine, slow blink
at every flower that
softly blooms into
another season
let my eyes dilate
seeing my loved
ones faces, no hiss
or arched back...
#confessional
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I'm writing you back
To say I don't
love you as if
hands glide
smooth over
crushed velvet
or something
perfectly tidied
into little boxes
with neat labels,
I love you like
all creatures
deserve to
be loved
be it working
or going against
a humble grain
I love you in light
and darkness, be
it standing or sitting
without agenda
or trivial issues.
I love you this way
because this is
the only way I
wish to know
because your smile ...
love you as if
hands glide
smooth over
crushed velvet
or something
perfectly tidied
into little boxes
with neat labels,
I love you like
all creatures
deserve to
be loved
be it working
or going against
a humble grain
I love you in light
and darkness, be
it standing or sitting
without agenda
or trivial issues.
I love you this way
because this is
the only way I
wish to know
because your smile ...
#confessional
#love
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Polaroids
It's hard living
in shared spaces
where all eyes
shall be present
and counted for,
i've always been
an ethical creature
but I won't lie, my
tough leather heart
can find it difficult
when it cannot
display a photo
where you and
I exist alone.
in shared spaces
where all eyes
shall be present
and counted for,
i've always been
an ethical creature
but I won't lie, my
tough leather heart
can find it difficult
when it cannot
display a photo
where you and
I exist alone.
#minimalist
#polyamory
#relationships
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The hardest bitches write the shortest ones
I sit there watching
them write beautifully
without looking into
mirrors directly
but i'll always end
up becoming the
problem of this
story unfolding.
them write beautifully
without looking into
mirrors directly
but i'll always end
up becoming the
problem of this
story unfolding.
#minimalist
#confessional
#metaphor
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Three am heart
What I want
most will never
happen through
this time on earth
but as I close my
eyes drifting away,
it's almost feels
like i'm close
enough.
most will never
happen through
this time on earth
but as I close my
eyes drifting away,
it's almost feels
like i'm close
enough.
#confessional
#family
#sadness #sleep
#sadness #sleep
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