Young Writers Society

This one's for you Annette, one last goodbye of the many I never got to say. Who would have guessed that three small words could hold so much power, so ...

There's no place to start, Excepting the ending maybe, Where you're sure to feel the impact. There's no one to talk to, Except the tombstone maybe, But you wouldn't get ...

Just a little something that I wrote in German class when we were doing poetry. The translation is at the bottom but you should try reading the German first even ...

The last few days have been a blur Of wine-soaked dreams, Of touches in the haze of drunkenness, A conversation where the last few words were whispered Where my fumbling ...

she wears her blood like peach juice on her white sleeve, like the soft sponge of baby skin, creased like melting snow. i wear my blood like beetroot on my ...

paranoid thoughts in tow, i watch the world fill up with snow, and feel the nervous twitches flow. mind still reeling from the blow, is mine the first or last ...

Clouds whisper silkily after the bruised ankles of morning. The white ligaments of this salty sea stroke the soft hair of this tuna flesh, with paintbrush fingers they lather froth ...

-(13+ for a word or two. I forget where I am.)-Your eyes are on a boxpupils are vaccuumsI'm watching you gorgeon goreon fantasyon medical loreSunlight is a causefor cancera man ...

Sometimes I hate These feelings inside It feels like Something is burning Coming from Nowhere I know But maybe I can stop it but how I wish these Feelings would ...

i don't know about you, but i couldn't care less about sweating at night in archaic houses with a waterbug problem. we don't need air conditioning, just watch, we'll show ...

Die. Why is that word Only one little word Such a beautiful song? Why do I relish in its Sound? Taste? Caress? The shiver in the air As it leaves ...

Life By Misty Lynn Ellingburg Life-seems like Somewhere to be without being As though inside a portrait Watching without seeing As though locked inside myself Touching without feeling Something lacking ...

Death checks her watch with hollow eyes (blackened pits) things having been buried inside (bones). Green becomes black, day grows old. Fire feathers flutter to the ground. Ashes enfold. O ...

Possession personally, I know I've never seen a bigger silence than the one that stretches out between us (deeper than a universe)– but did you really think that wrapping yourself ...

SecretsI’m gonna tell you my secret; the one that I won't want anybody to know so be silent and don't flinch for the people around us can hear the fear. ...