Young Writers Society

The Cracks 4-2-06 I. Living between each-other’s cracks, my insides are massaged by these impermanent curves. Still, my thirst is never satiated. Let woman be nigger. Let man be nigger. ...

You're my candle-flame in the dark. Hope lingers in your passion, your fire-dancing, your refusal to realise the bitter cold truth. The life you love will only go as far ...

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I think I put this in the right section, not entirely sure. All comments, crits, suggestions welcome. Rated for imagery. [untitled] der schmetterling a headless butterfly, wings whacked, blood drippin

My quantum coffee cup Is dry, barren like My soul this Sunday morning I looked picturesque sliding the styrofoam down the asphalt drive I figured it was over – Before ...

The coin falls dreamily through the air And lands into my open palm I close my hand with a flowering gesture hoping you don't see the secret move I snap ...

I am such a fool thinking things are what they're not God you're beautiful

Flowers on Grave for Father I walked through steaming graveyards, my hands feeling the black flowers as I passed by--there was no sanctuary between me and the spreading fog. There ...

This it the edited version i got rid of the second poem Hope What happens when we lose hope? hope for a better tommorrow. hope that a problem goes away. ...

actually there's two poems on here and the puntuation is pretty bad because I have no clue how to punctuate poems Hope What happens when we lose hope? hope for ...

there is nothing like staring dead into your eyes. the rose i gave you last night, dripping with raindrops and lost tears, will wilt on your windowsill next week. i ...

Run to the pound,boy, run It's thereyou'll bewhen you've found it. I'm not clove-hooved It's okay to get close to me--you say Siete Vulcano I say no, no I'm not--volcanoes ...

at my core, and I realize this is why I will never forget you. i thought these should be together on the same line. Otherwise, this was beautiful. I felt ...

I don't understand this; Please explain, Why you must put me, Through all this pain. All I want to do, Is talk to you, But how can I? You won't ...

I don't want to be molded into your idea of perfection, Because I am stroing and unafraid of rejection. Don't judge me with just one glance, I am much more ...