Stories in Poets that you’ll love, handpicked by our team.
sit in the doorway peach trees foretelling their bloom last year’s jam on toast * I wait for the peach trees to bloom. The buds are swelled and fuzzy, a soft pale green.
By Natalie Wilkinsona day ago in Poets
patience pushing through provocation and pain with poise passively plastered on unperturbed faces papering over the cracks formed
By ali2 days ago in Poets
I feel a bit like a fraud Reading those poems about grief Because despite how many people I’ve lost I still can’t quite believe
By Emma Mark3 days ago in Poets
Link to the Challenge: I found it on a sign in a rough part of the city (actually not too rough), with a broken QR code
By Kendall Defoe 4 days ago in Poets
“Eight,” I announce when Heidi asks, “What’s today’s number?” Everyone else is confused. But I know she means the digit
By Tina D. Lopez2 days ago in Poets
I am not one to speak plainly - sometimes, I repeat and ramble, or talk in circles before reaching the point - and much like the way I speak,
By Alexandria Stanwyck6 days ago in Poets
I think I do owe you an apology I didn't see because I didn't wish to see I focused on images that were groggy Allowed laziness to lay a mat for me
By Harydo Neon4 days ago in Poets
I hold myself at an arms length from emotion until they, like furious waves, crush me taking me under their tide and holding me down.
By Reece Beckett6 days ago in Poets
Cheats prevail. Children are taught otherwise, of course. Teachers share- Fairy-tales at circle time About virtue winning through.
By River and Celia in Underland 4 days ago in Poets
CIPHER 1/19/2026 I am more than my words and more than the skin that tightly binds me in.. I am more than these pages
By Victor Mendez5 days ago in Poets
Today is March Forth and Do Something Day. A day when we say 'Carpe Diem' and seize the chance to make progress. So let's.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin9 days ago in Poets
The purpose of art is not the result. The purpose of art is not the result. The purpose of art is not the result. It is, for one thing,
By Gabriel Huizenga8 days ago in Poets
