ImmuneI do not pretendImmune by Meggie272
the earth loves me.
Darwin breathes down my neck.
The ocean breathes down my bones.
I am a flute hollowed
by spittle and rain. And I am not
special, nor alone.
I had an ear infection when I was newborn. Two
hundred years ago I would have died from it. I
would have been cut short -
small and screaming.
Every time I step outside at night, the trees tell me:
you’re not safe. A thousand antibiotics
can’t make you safe.
I’m not frightened.
I would lie myself down and wait for the tide.
I would do it any day.
to everything there is a seasonI.to everything there is a season by Meggie272
as a flower or a man,
i shall burst,
as a corpse, i shall
peel away, and
return to the earth,
the air. i'll be in
your lungs yet.
look, it’s not that i’m not
a little bit charmed
by the concentric circles
of existence, and the love,
the bitter, bright and
it’s not that i don’t like
carrying this body that is a miracle,
a miracle in the sum of its parts.
kahlo got it, she knew what
she was talking about –
but i won’t put words
in a dead woman’s mouth.
and the hot sweat of it here,
the pain, the fuck and the sour wine
of it here,
it isn’t really chaining me
down. i’m thinking of
did i ever tell you
i’d like to die on my back,
looking at the sky?
in one of those faraway places
i saw from the car as a child, the top of a hill
seen from a distance; someone else’s farm,
someone else’s land. someone else’s emptiness,
a thin line of grass between
dirt and the inf
The CobblerYou mended the ripsThe Cobbler by Vinvalenwind
And patched the holes
Built up the heels
And saved the soles.
There was a picture on your wall
Of a small stone building
Sunk into the mud of a lake bottom.
This is where I came from, you said.
Today they scattered your eighty years
One lot, one piece, one truckload at a time
Going once, going twice, the auctioneer proclaimed.
Holiday Horrors--A ContestThe holidays are creeping up on us with surprising speed, and you all know what THAT means!Holiday Horrors--A Contest by TwilightPoetess
Being trampled under a mob of crazy Black Friday shoppers; fighting to the death over the perfect turkey; Christmas tree cannibals!
Okay, so maybe I made the last one up, but it brings us to the point of this contest!
tales of the frightening, the gruesome, and the not-so-wanted gifts!
For the point of this contest, I will NOT be counting Halloween as a holiday (because that would be too easy, and you guys need to take a path less traveled by this time). Holidays you MIGHT consider when writing your piece:
--Run Up the Flagpole and See if Anyone Salutes Day
--Do a Grouch a Favor Day
--Waffle Iron Day
--Virus Appreciation Day
….OBVIOUSLY, I'm being very broad in the definition of “holiday.” If you find a unique (or funny?, or ironic?) holiday you think you can make work for th
The Gender Transformed Fairy Tales Challenge Wow 41 participants so far! There's lots of space, so it you want a story, come ask for a story! Also a few people have asked if they can submit a poem, I have no issue with this, so please if you want to poem instead you can!The Gender Transformed Fairy Tales Challenge by Beccalicious
It's been a long time since The Ancient Egyptian Deity challenge and the Poetic Spice-rack challenge and I thought it was time for another forum frolic because:
1. I enjoy them
2. It gets people writing.
Did you know there are over 200 Grimm's Fairy tales? There's always lots of challenges that recreate fairy tales; modernise them, change endings and transform them into new and exciting versions. This is partly why they've stood the test of time. So lets keep this challenge simple and make our own exciting takes on them.
The basic rule for this challenge is to
.the stars rock themselves. by oaklungs
there is nothing left;
they have peeled the moon
like a ripe fruit, coils
of pearly skin draping the hills,
only god knows
what they did to her core,
where they buried her seeds
in the earth
(i put my ear to the ground now and listen, for her children in their wombs of dirt)